Base Chorus: Suga T 1: I wanna thank you, pimps and players 2: for sharing your game with me 3: I wanna thank all. of the hustlers 4: for showing me your life, on the street 5: And I know. that'll I never 6: for-get you 7: Oooo-oooo-ooooh, forget about you 8: Ohhh-ohh-ohh [E-40 over Chorus] 3: All the hustlers 4: C'mon, that's right 5: And I KNOW . that'll I never. 6: forget you 7: Sprinkle me mayne 8: Uhh, sprinkle me mayne [E-40] Ahh. laced up by the best, check it out. Uhh, marinatin on the corner with a chip in his phone You can tell that the Hillside was his home Mo' scrill than the rest of the pushers Cause he got a chop suey in the bushes Dice game, craps, puffin on Taylors drinkin Boilermakers M.D. 20/20 mixed with Boone's, Farm's, and Olde English Around the clock, deuce-four-seven, three-sixty-fifth (?) where I come (?) DEAD RIGHT, twerkin over shit Business boomin off the buzzer, and I'm a happy camper Til the homey beat his bootch down for no reason with the Zenith hammer Thangs started gettin sloppy, dude started rollin over Niggaz started steppin on dope and stretchin the crack synthetic yola Turf got hot hella heads got shot on dead body soil Po'-po's on that ass like hot baby oil Play your cards right son everybody can have cash But you gotta get in and out if you expect 'em to last Base Chorus [E-40 over Chorus] 1: Uhh. pimps and players 2: For sharing your game with me 3: All the hustlers 4: fo' showin me yo' life on the streets 5: And I KNOW . that'll I never. 6: forget you, that's real 7: Sprinkle me mayne 8: Lace me mayne *: Lace me mayne. [E-40] I was sprinkled at a young age Laced down with Trump tight, taught by the best Some of them still livin, some of them done been put to rest But I was blessed, and luckily I made it out But I must confess, I wouldn'ta made it without The big timers, the top-hats, the tycoons The street hustlers, the pistol packin Daniel Boone's That put it down and paved the way, for me to say The things I say, and I'm proud to be straight from the Yay To U.K.(?) I spits this big time talkin shit all day Nationwide, from where I stay to where you stay B like the Savage beast, keep yo' game creased Stick to the rules and don't be sellin out to no police I always paid attention when the game was preached Had all the street slang and the latest speech And now I'm makin more mail than a oil well Up all night tryin to get my money orders right Base Chorus [E-40 over Chorus] 1: Uh, uh. pimps and players (pimps and players) 2: For sharing your GAME with me 3: All the hustlers 4: C'mon (c'mon) fo' showin me yo' life on the streets 5: And I KNOW . that'll I never. 6: forget you, that's so damn real 7: Sprinkle me mayne 8: Sprinkle me mayne *: Suga, sprinkle me gal *: Suga. c'mon uh, sprinkle me gal [Suga T] It started from my momma (yo' MOMMA?) Hard headed and all She said, "Only the strong survive, Suga STAY STRONG" Seein a bunch of fools, that used to ride Smob, stay jobbin knew they was raw Without a pot to piss in Used to drive through the turf in them candy paint Benzes I've run all this game that the hustlers pop Spittin enough game to keep a notch on the jock Now the game's the same, but the players changed Ain't nothin but a thang, keep it real mayne Timer timer (timer timer) Uhh, yeah, that's my nogga - sprinkle thee Paper chasin steady flowin to the dome It ain't no place like home, oooh oooh Pay my respects and give my contributions To all the soldiers on the streets and in the institutions Base Chorus [E-40 over Chorus] {Suga T over Chorus} 1: Insti-TUTIONS {I wanna thank you, pimps and players} that's right 2: FO' ShaRIn yo' GaME wiTh ME 3: Uhh {yeahhh. ooh ooh ooh} all the hustlers 4: That's so damn real 5: And I KNOW . that'll I never. 6: {forget you} forget you 7: Lace me mayne, sprinkle me mayne {and that's real} 8: C'mon, sprinkle me mayne {yeah} that's right *: Lace me mayne. {sprinkle thee} Base Chorus [E-40 over Chorus] That right? Forty-water, from the C-L-I-C-K With my sista Suga T Lettin y'all know how we do it up in the Yay 7-0-7 4-1-5 1-0 That's the car(?) I roll with And it goes for all the hustlers nationwide Pimpin players, for tyin my shoes and lacin me up

Ladies and gentlemen This is a jazzy fizzle produc-shizzle Angie Stone sing it baby (Ooh) Fo' shizzle dizzle And you can't forget about the big Snoopy D O double gizzle Yeah Oh love, just don't know what it is you do to me Somebody upstairs ought to do complain Got me feelin' free I ain't diggin' nobody but you Can't take a chance on nobody new Said, "I'm feelin' everythin' you do" Your love is gangsta' I wanna thank ya Love the way you love me baby Love the way you love me darlin' Oh don't y'know I love ya baby Y'know I really love ya darlin' Love the way you love me baby Love the way you love me darlin' Oh don't y'know I love ya baby Y'know I really love ya darlin' You know your my destiny and I love this chemistry It keeps on pullin' me Making me see your the one God has sent for me I can't explain, how you're makin' me feel Throw up my hands 'coz this feelin' is real Move 'em around 'coz you're puttin' it down Your love is gangsta' I wanna thank ya Love the way you love me baby Love the way you love me darlin' (It's the things you do) Oh don't y'know I love ya baby Y'know I really love ya darlin' Love the way you love me baby Love the way you love me darlin' Oh don't y'know I love ya baby Y'know I really love ya darlin' You give me a natural high It feels so good, I'm on Cloud-9 Did you get sent down from Heaven? Oh 'coz it's real and it's pleasure You can try Love the way you love me baby Love the way you love me darlin' (Love it when you) Oh don't y'know I love ya baby (Do the things you do) Love the way you love me baby Love the way you love me darlin' Oh don't y'know I love ya baby Y'know I really love ya darlin' G A N G S T A from what I see c'mon whistle Must we stay together forever You see 'coz ever is ever ain't never ever with nobody Do we get up And the 'S' oh yes, I guessed you're blessed I put the rocks on ya fingers earrings jingle No more saga you got a man in ya life And I understand watcha like Ya friends don't want you stayin' while you be seein' me But they don't understand that you love the 'G' in me The way I walk, the way I look, the way I talk The way you make love in the dark Some things in life are meant to be I thank God above that you were sent for me Y'see 'coz my point of view, is all about you You gotta tell me what you wanna do Come into my life Boy I adore you (I need ya, I need ya, yeah yeah) Come into my life Boy I adore you (Let's do it, let's do it) Come into my life Boy I adore you (Yeah) (C'mon, c'mon yeah) Come into my life Boy I adore you (I gotta do it, do it, I gotta do it, do it) Love the way you love me baby Love the way you love me darlin' Oh, don't y'know I love ya baby (Yeah yeah) (I gotta do it, do it) Y'know I really love ya darlin' (Yeah, yeah) Love the way you love me baby (I gotta do it, do it, do it) (Yeah, yeah) Love the way you love me darlin' Oh, don't y'know I love ya baby (I gotta do it, do it) Love the way you love me darlin' Come into my life, oh

Turn the page and it's The scoop of the century Dont wanna be L seven I had enough of this This is brainwash and this is a To the stars who fooled you Tell me why you can't explain You're only looking for vinyl yeah Didn't they fool you they wanna be you Gimme world war three we can live again You didn't fool me but i fooled you You wanna be me yeah You wanna be me You wanna be someone yeah ruin someone Yeah, Didn't I fool you I ruined you yeah Didn't I fool you I sussed you out I got you in the camera and I got you in my camera A secund of your life ruined for life You wanna ruin me in your magazine You wanna cover us in the margarine And now is the time to realize To have real eyes Down down down down And I'll take you down on the underground Down in the dark and down in the crypt Down in the dark where the typewriter fit Down with your pen and pad ready to kill To make me ill Down wanna be someone you wanna be someone Ruin someone Make it as someone you wanna be me ruin me A typewriter god a black and white king PVC blackboard books black and white I wanna be me

Snoop Dogg Miscellaneous Give it 2 'Em Dogg Give it up, give it up nigga, you know what's happenin Lil Goldie Loc'll keep the DoggHouse crackin, lackin We usin dubs for the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by The tray, like gangstas with the heaters Gangbangin is my shit nigga Is you still gon be my homie if I get a little bigger Fuck a bitch, never switches my motto And if you disagree with me watch out for my hollows Booyaka, booyaka, that's the sound from a cannon Ouick to leave a motherfucker dead right where you're standin You wanna roll with the doggs, but you can't You too busy ridin nuts fool, get out the paint Dogg We came to give you what the fuck you want (Give it to em dogg, do it to em dogg...) We came to give you what the fuck you want (Give it to em dogg, yeah, yeah, bang bang...) 5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, ya bound to get dirty Ya herdy, was servin, birdies, for herby and scrappy That nigga lyin dogg go on and slap him That's probably how rumors get started See niggas be yappin off at the mouth And don't be havin their heart in Suckers, that's probably why I stay in the hills And let my pitbulls smash on niggas that feel I owe em somethin, dogg, throw me somethin Nigga throw me somethin, shit I'm doin badder than you And I aint even fakin or frontin So, quit the hatin 'fore I start dumpin I jump in the 8 5 0 and smash on out Meet me and Goldie Loc at the DoggHouse Smoked out, Hennessy and plenty weed Wit mo bitches, 4 bitches, some cole bitches, c'mon bitches We cold vicious, known pimpin, with no simpin Stone crippin, low clippin, 4's drippin Wet from my set, check my rep I'm a vet Ex-felon, never tellin represent it to death Pack my flag, wear khakis with that extra sag Mad dog in every last motherfucker I pass Never ask would I mash with the tray on my neck And my status been a classic I stay on the set Let it rain, let it drip, turn the change to chips Never nervous, stay in service from this gangsta shit Cool time on the grind never mind the danger Gun slanger, gangbanger, Long Beach mangler Bringa of the noise like the Real McCoys Niggas talk shit, walk quick or feel the toys We in this business to win this whatever the cost Goldie Loc, Snoop, and Tray Deee you're never to cross Motherfuckers HOOK

We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West I own this motherfucker and my name is Taa-Dow Y'all niggaz know who I am y'all niggaz tearin' up shit But we got somethin' old, and somethin' new for y'all tonight Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go I'm hearin' motherfuckers tryin' to steal my flow But it ain't no thang 'cause see my nigga Coolio Put me up on the game when I step through the do' Ya know, some of these niggaz is so deceptive Usin' my styles like a contraceptive I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya haven't learnt It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack So put your gun away, run away, 'cuz I'm back Hit 'em up, get 'em up, spit 'em up, now tell me what's goin' on It make me wanna holler, 'cuz my dollars come in ozones Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes And quit tryin' to spit at my motherfuckin' hoes Speakin' of hoes, I'll get to the point You think you got the bomb 'cuz I rolled you a joint You'se a flea and I'm the big Dogg I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfuckin' paws Y'alls, niggaz, better recognize and see where I'm comin' from It's still East Side till I die, why ask why? As the world keeps spinning to the D O Double G Y It's a crazy mixed up world It's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World Well if you give me ten bitches then I'll fuck all ten See my homey Snoop Doggy sippin' juice and gin Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers Styles vary, packin' flavor like Life Savors Ain't that somethin', talk shit and I'm dumpin' I had your whole fuckin' block bumpin' Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like China Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this nigga behind ya So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm coming through One-two, three, you can't see me I'm a G like that strapped with hit hard tactics A fuckin' menace, usin' hoes like tennis rackets It's on again, it's on and poppin' All I see is green, so there ain't no stoppin' I wanna see some panties droppin' I'm comin' from L.A., she used to chill with Dre up in Compton All I ever did was just use that hoe Show her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows I'm dishin' out blues, I'm upsetting like bad news Cut off khakis, French braids, and house shoes Kurupt, the name's often marked for catchin' slugs And I smoke weed for the fuck of it Ruff and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked But it's mandatory that I kick it Check it, I'm runnin' hoes in 94, now must I prove it Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be stickin' and movin' Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm head huntin' Hit the button, and light shit up like Red Dawn Peep, the massacre from a verbal assassin Murderin' with rhymes packin' Tec-9's for some action You really don't know, do you, you fuckin' wit a hog You can't do me, I'm goin' out loony like O-Dog It's a Doggy Dogg's World The Dogg's World Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party uh huh Tell when it don't stop, and uh, it don't quit for the The Dogg Pound clique to drop the cavvy Dogg shit Diggity Daz out of the motherfuckin' cut once mo' So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow I flip flop and serve hoes with a fat dick Till I die I'm still screamin' that Now I'm the mack daddy, had he, not known about The city where I'm from, dum diddy dum As you groove to the gangster shit The D O Double G the P O U N D, the gangsta clique Now as the Pound break it down with the gangsta funk I can see and I can tell that's what the fuck you want So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high I promise I'll smoke chronic till the day that I die It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World Don't you know it's a Doggy Dogg World Oh yeah, talking about Snoop, talking about you Snoop

Yeah! Straight up nine to five Kurupt the motherfucking Kingpin, dat nigga Daz Creeping and crawling through your hood, smoking, loccin Provoking punk motherfuckers like this stuff, wuz happening? In the dead of winter is when I kick my coldest phrases Mentalest telepathy, lyrically it amazes Constructioning thoughts that's as lethal as turpentine An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons In my zone (zone) you can't even find like Atlantis Stalk like a praying mantis, leaving battered bodies on the canvas The burial ground for clowns, open casket Tracking niggas down like fucking basset hounds Tragic how the mic gets handled Prodigious like a vandal on a midnight scandal The scramble like Randall abusive when I recite on the stage Double access with a brand new motherfucking mic Can I grab the microphone and spit some shit that's known To blow the mind of Michelangelo's poems For rusty motherfuckers to be acting like they all in With the click got checks that shit And once again it's on and it's on with the gangsta shit I create the beats that beats the fucks right outta ya speakers Am so blown, shown for lootin? Grab the microphone alone Like Jodeci, notice-see ya self needs help The homie style got the strap on deck Don't neglect the fact I can make you or break you (Break you) Awake you to a new plateau wit' mo' hoes Now the paper is made, now don't think twice Niggas is getting pimped because their game ain't tight Now well, well (well), where the ballers dwell Another day, another dollar, Blueberry to sell I makes that fast cash, hmm dat Nigga Dax I'm quicker ta out slick ya, blast in half DPG-eliminates the whole area beyond the thought dismembering Motherfuck surrendering. who, what, when, let's tear shit the fuck up The homies cooling while you an' ya chest get fucking blue an' Provoke us, survey with the superior focus I'm that nigga like dad, crooked as scoliosis It's impossible to survive on my arrival when I arrive It's left to ya instict of survival Mashin, cashing in chips I gotta loose sadistic sick mind You define it I'm mentally silly and batter It doesn't matter when ya into it Ya just entered in a war-zone all alone with ya microphone unguarded I just started poetical poltergeist precise and cold-hearted Empty, tempt me, simply ya get shot Ya forgot I'm down to empty out my clip on ya block Stop let the whole place evacuate Wait until we're face-to-face then it escalates Duck-down, Kurupt clowns niggas daily, hos can't play me Observe I serve those that betray me I ain't never seen a joint that I couldn't light And I ain't never seen a buster that didn't fight I ain't never seen a G that would go for that Especially when he knows Tha dogg Pound got his back I ain't never seen a game that did multiply We getting kinda deep, yeah the crew'll die And who am I? And who am I? That crazy motherfucker from the DPG Do or die!