Like This (Featuring Bad Lucc, Damani, Raul Miaon, Soopafly, Western Union & LaToiya Williams) - Snoop Dogg

(League of Starz) (Sorry Jaynari) Who dat, talking bout, who dat Run up on me, you get your ass beat blue black Go on get nerve, I'm off the curb Push mountains of herb, you niggas already heard The bro Berg, keep a pistol gripped pump on his lap at all time Whatever however, cause young niggas stay trying See them and be like huh, nigga, what? Huh, give a fuck like whaaat Blow my weed, smash the gas Then hop up in my lane, she be looking way different Through these thousand dollars frames Millionaire mind, fuck the thousand dollars brain Thousand dollar lame only get loud around his gang ass nigga Ass nigga, Compton for real, you ain't gotta ask nigga Floating through the city like I'm on a raft nigga Mike Vick with the shit, I don't need a pass nigga Like what that shit do Yeah I'm just doing my thang, fingers in the sky Banging my gang like ooh Goon fall back, cause you don't want no problems like that Cause we gonna be like Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like) Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like) Your money funny you a clown The bitch hit me up then I'm probably going down It depends on how much of that shit I just had Pill cool but I prefer my MDMA by the bag Heavy hitter right here, all you other nigga's jabs Big talking bout beef till you serve they ass a slab Do the math hoes clash, cause I got them yelling, "Woo!" like Flair When I'm done they always ask, "How you do dat there!?" Hol' up, word to Master P and Young Bleed I pull your bitch she trying kick it fast as Chun Li 'Cause I'm a pimp see, word to Bun B Underground king, no checker, shout out to the bitch pressing Get a weight lifters, reppin' Cal like Ripken I'm on fire right now P burnin', no Syphilis Strap it up, you murder the pussy Real beef you don't talk, you just murder the pussy, see me? Yeah I'm just doing my thang, fingers in the sky Banging my gang like ooh Goon fall back, cause you don't want no problems like that Cause we gonna be like Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like) Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like) Who dat I bet your lady knew that She said he got a ticket on the molly, mommy do that Talking with my round diamond lane, I thought you knew that Pound half-Raider, hunned sixes is where we grew that See me on the 10 with my squad we so trill Or uptown with them foolies niggas, trapping by the mill I do it for my bros of the Locke Them hoes on stop I used to wear Pirellis back when Nelly was on top Now it's 442 my pack a bang rewinding My bitch is red as a Honda throw back on them Yokohamas I'ma slam the scraper You touch the paper it's go, me I'm just granted for show These hoes thanking it's snow I get it going my nig, I blow the horn and she ready Disrespectful? Nigga please, I'm the one with the fetti I'm going out with a bang, it's Lane on the chain I just throw up a diamond, nigga, cause Lane is the gang!

Things went wrong today Bad news came my way I woke up to find That I had blew my mind Western Union man Bad news in his hand Knocking at my door Selling me the score Fifteen cents a word to read A telegram I didn't need Says she doesn't care no more Think I'll throw it on the floor Got your cable just today Killed my groove I've got To say... ay Dit, da dit, da dit Now you've gone away, and How it's sad to say you've gone I remember what they said Now I'm going out of my head Telegram just had to say You've learned your lesson All the way... ay (BREAK) Telegram just had to say You've learned your lesson All the way... ay Dit, da dit, da dit I'll be on my way, 'cause There's another girl for me I'll be sure of her, and Things will be as they were Oh, Western Union Western Union (fade)

I had seen a lot of niggers come up in this game But never did they make the look so good From candy cars to bright yellow bras The gangster white walls and the wood You see, there comes a time in a man's life Where you gotta choose the goods of the game Oh, but it so hard to turn your back on a place Where everybody knows your name It's a cold game, I ain't been one to Jump in and out of the range Maybe an old school synagogue Spinnin' the vision from which I faint You got to do it, you can, gotta keep rhymin' East Side High enjoyin' life, hair blowin' in the wind The state that I'm in is gangster bliss This is what you're callin' a sis Passin' them off quick, memories missed I made a lot of friends, a whole lot of money Been down a couple times, but it never stopped my rhymin' In fact, I got better, clutchin' on Beretta's Blowin' a sticky, turn it to whether A war shows in dough free lobos, this is how a player roll And I never be questioned by some new young chump Poppin' their toss, Snoopy D.O. made the way for you to walk Owe it to the almighty, without you it couldn't be done Your praise put the rise of the son, you dig? Hold closer my hands from my throne And I never be crucified within my own zone Here is a very good reason to show love But you gotta separate grown man from grown thug From mamas goin' down for murder in '93 To keys all over the city bowlin' in Snoops league I changed, I got smarter, I got a daughter Two sons, beautiful wife for starters I did it all, Jack, poppin' this peas Eatin' international cuisine overseas, yeah Don't judge me, you only knew Snoopy You never tried to know Calvin, you tried to groove me up Like some loco, I earned my respect Did so much shit for the Coast, I should get a check But all in all, I did it, B, cool as a blind with a C Leveled my life as I push away the groupies Snoopin' in a coopin', you can call me Uncle Snoopy Don't worry about your circumstances Take your chances, still from the B, L, B, C For you are the C Haler at you're the Snoopy Haler at you're the Snoopy I paid my dues And now it's time to make a change Gotta make that move There's a time and place for everythin' I paid my dues And now it's time to make a change Gotta make that move There's a time and place for everythin' I paid my dues And now it's time to make a change Gotta make that move There's a time and place for everythin' I paid my dues And now it's time to make a change Gotta make that move There's a time and place for everythin' Don't worry about your circumstances Take your chances, still from the L B C For you are the C Haler at you're the Snoopy Haler at you're the Snoopy

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!