O.G. (feat. Nate Dogg) - Snoop Dogg

Yeah, this is dedicated to the niggas that was down from day one Welcome back Every time I turn around, every time they hear my sound They get me all up underground, still inside the box Fuck what they say, just be, the Black folk like it, it's a hit How can this true gangster shit be still outside the box? We came from a place where our hearts are pure People wanna know what we're marchin' for Grouped up, scooped up all my pals Flavor for days, so much style They can't even put it in a box now (wow) Stepped out, gator smile, wait a while "Excuse me, Snoopy, can we get a flick?" I ain't really trippin', go on, take that shit What? It's really gon' be 'bout gettin' love And that's only 'cause I give love I stand up for it, I manned up for it like a brother 'posed to Went through, go through, goin' through, knowin' you Showin' you, flowin' to and the mental to grow into Let bygones be bygones So you can be an icon like I've done Every time I turn around, every time they hear my sound They get me all up underground, still inside the box Fuck what they say, just be, the Black folk like it, it's a hit How can this true gangster shit be still outside the box? Own it like I want it, that's 24-7 Me and my dawgs on the highway to Heaven Just put a Funko in 7-11 It's a trifecta, me, Jasmine, and Kevin Built a massive team that's passion themed Do it for the love, on top there's the cream I do it 'til I did that, get enough Run it up, rake enough, make enough to give back What? It's really gon' be 'bout gettin' love And that's only 'cause I give love I stand up for it, I manned up for it like a brother 'posed to Went through, go through, goin' through, knowin' you Showin' you, flowin' to and the mental to grow into Let bygones be bygones So you can be an icon like I've done Every time I turn around, every time they hear my sound They get me all up underground, still inside the box Fuck what they say, just be, the Black folk like it, it's a hit How can this true gangster shit be still outside the box?

Well, you're caught, motherfucker Went to the studio, they said you weren't there all day Still continue to lie I don't know why I'm fuckin' worried about it, you know what I'm saying? But I fucked up Don't fucking come looking for me and shit If you're just gonna fuckin' lie to me I don't understand what's going through your head You wanna be with other bitches, go be with other bitches You don't need to be with me, the fuck? Leave me the fuck alone Seems like wintertime in June After all we've been through Seems dark, it's only noon All of our ups and downs, we've changed Girl, I love you, ooh, forever I can't stand you, stand you never Girl, I just wanna lay and chill wit'chu You're more than a summer fling and I was wondering Can we go back to makin' love The way we did when I was fresh out? Ooh, baby Now you got a nigga stressed out I just wanted to be cool Seems like wintertime in June After all we've been through Seems dark, it's only noon All of our ups and down, we've changed Girl, I love you, ooh, forever I can't stand you, stand you never Girl, you say I just wanna hang out with my crew But, girl, you know I'm hustlin' to bring you everything But you act like it ain't enough I gave a fuck but now I'm fresh out Ooh, baby Now you got a nigga stressed out I just wanted to be cool Seems like wintertime in June (Seems like) After all we've been through Seems dark, it's only noon All of our ups and downs, we've changed Girl, I love you, ooh, forever I can't stand you, stand you never Wintertime with my baby It's cold, bring that thang close to me like we're supposed to be Can we go back to makin' love? But ain't no condom left, I'm fresh out (Ooh, baby) We can have a baby and figure the rest out I just need you to be cool Seems like wintertime in June (Wintertime) After all we've been through Seems dark, it's only noon (Dark before it's noon) All of our ups and downs, we've changed Girl, I love you, ooh, forever I can't stand you, stand you never Wintertime (It will change) With my baby (Feelings change) Wintertime in June I just need you to be cool

Yeah, yeah, Evie Eve And you know, you better know I keep some chuck's on my feet khakis on my legs Trunk full of funk, nigga, while I'm breaking bread Sliding through your system, banging, bobbing heads Doing mines and I don't care what other niggaz saying They can pop it but they can't stop it, boy, I'm getting mine Selling clothes up in this bitch like Calvin Klein Getting cuties to shake they booty at the same time I'd be damned if I go back to jail for the same crime I'm too slick to get caught up in this dirty game I'm a scholar that make dollaz off the birdy game Crip hoping I got it popping on the boulevard Man, I ain't fucking with Chevy's, I got my own car D O double, you don't wanna rumble, why you testing me? Oh, I know, you must be gone off them ecstasy Bad habits, you better kick it before it get you loc And try to get yourself hooked on this chronic smoke Fo' sho' Hey y'all, doggs from East to West Coast All my doggs, we could smoke We 'bout to take some bank roll Everywhere that I go Man, I see the same hoes I know they already know Yeah, we like it real raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg Uh, huh, these niggas got you head nodding And this chick got the drums from your ears throbbing Known to do it, baby bubblin', do 'chu dare stop it Love when bitches hate you, hear the song pimps, ain't nothing to me Got my nigga, Snoop, he been down As for my nigga, Nate, shit, he was in town Created heat so you can bang it, crank it nice and loud Can't block me out, I'm popping up Evie Eve, I'm upon your TV Ain't never stuck up off the freezyness Same bitch, same pitch, nothing ridiculous Want this brown girl, I see you thug lick your lips Gotta have that bombshell, damn girl, I need you for me Keep love on the both sides, we in the church On these niggas getting smoke ties, domino playing up here Praying that they legalize but fuck it still choke top down Baby blowing smoke in the sky, come on Hey y'all, doggs from East to West Coast All my doggs, we could smoke We 'bout to take some bank roll Everywhere that I go Man, I see the same hoes I know they already know Yeah, we like it real raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg Now, when you see me acting up in the club (It ain't nothin') Uh, six fall up on dub's (It ain't nothin') Huh, breaking up blueberry buds (It ain't nothing) And every hood showing nothing but love (It ain't nothing) Taste buds ain't the same, for the simple brain Should'a never let me learn what millions really mean Yeah, I'm a simple girl but really don't want simple things Keep real doggs close, hate cats with simple brains Not ready for the collision, stay up in your lane East Coast, West Coast, you still don't fuckin' think Dedicated to you, baby, keep your gangsta lean You gots to be my queen 'cause I'm the Bigg King The one with the Bigg house with the Bigg things Sista Eve, you blessed the whole scene You're the queen of the team, with cream, you're so supreme A blessin' in the skies, open up your eyes Me and you together, shit, we gon' collect the vibes Exercise and go where we wanna go, stay fly Sho' and original, turn up your stereo 'Cause here we go, here we go Hey y'all, doggs from East to West Coast All my doggs, we could smoke We 'bout to take some bank roll Everywhere that I go Man, I see the same hoes I know they already know Yeah, we like it real raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg It ain't nothing It ain't nothing It ain't nothing It ain't nothing

Friends, how many of us have them? Friends, how many of us have them? Friends, how many of us have them? Friends, how many of us have them? Every since I could remember, I had friends I could depend on Clothes to lend 'em, money to spend on But as time went by, my life got a little strange And the rules in this game seem to change Trust, honesty and devotion And money, money, money is the poison potion There's no way that I can even say that this game Has been good to me or even bad to me It had to be 'cause tragically The way this shit cracked off for Doggy Dogg was magically And now I'm gettin' everything I'm supposed to get But my friendship with niggas always ends up as bullshit I listen to my momma though She always tried to prepare me, and warn me for the drama now But how could she do what I, I mean I'm do or die But my life on the streets, that shit is suicide So to cope I got a Dogg and a Locc And keep my heat close in case these jokes go for broke I'm mashin' with the click 2-1-3 that is They my homeboys ever since kids, real friends to the end Hangin' out with my homies, how many of us have them? And I'm feelin' just fine, how many of us have them? I've been ponderin' lately, lately, how many of us have them? A lot of different things on my mind, how many of us have them? It seems lately my friends list, how many of us have them? Done took a slight decline, how many of us have them? And if you wanna know the truth man, man, how many of us have them? Them wasn't no friends of mine, how many of us have them? You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash All my life LBC, for my city I mash All those OG's and BG's and wannabe's and L-O-C's The only friends I got is my 2-1-3's That's my nigga Snoop D Whoop and my nigga N-A-T-E I can't forget about my nigga H to the Dizzy Pressure and strikes, don't wanna take no lives But these jaw-jacks and hood cracks'll make you break some dizzacks "Whassup homie, can I borrow some cash?" Last week I gave you 500, so kiss my ass I got a baby to feed, a family to see through And shake busta snitches, tweakin' like gizzoo Homies and friends, that's what they bizzo Stayin' tight and money right and bustin' with a .44 Hangin' out with my homies, how many of us have them? And I'm feelin' just fine, how many of us have them? I've been ponderin' lately, lately, how many of us have them? A lot of different things on my mind, how many of us have them? It seems lately my friends list, how many of us have them? Done took a slight decline, how many of us have them? And if you wanna know the truth man, man, how many of us have them? Them wasn't no friends of mine, how many of us have them? Hangin' out with my homies, how many of us have them? And I'm feelin' just fine, how many of us have them? I've been ponderin' lately, lately, how many of us have them? A lot of different things on my mind, how many of us have them? It seems lately my friends list, how many of us have them? Done took a slight decline, how many of us have them? And if you wanna know the truth man, man Them wasn't no friends of mine

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!