I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way Yeah, I'm no my way but I ain't tryina stay I'm just tryina smashing dash like the other day Ain't nothing changed, give me brain, I'm stuck in my way I ain't tricking, I pay up bitch to get out my face See, that's the pimping in, I want these niggas envy I hit their bitch and I'd be gone and leave your pockets empty I swear my trigger finger got it bustin' like a semi I play these hoes like Michael Jordan, you just got it pimping See, I'd be Dodgers bitches, I got a lot of misses May your bitches wanna get my dick a lot of kisses She keep telling me she love me, I don't wanna hear it Bitch the only time I'm tricky when I'm disappearing I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way I'm always on the mission, I got a lot of women Ain't no relationship after I get that mouth I'm dippin' Put so much OG Kush upon a scale I got a tippin' And now she caught me trippin', that wasn't my intention Bombay I'm always sippin', KK that's my religion Them niggas talking down to one come on missing Them bitches won the Grammy, got a pot to piss in Tryina get another one, don't give a fuck about your mansion Who paying for the clothes? Why your clip full of hoes? Why you wise up my shows? All the real niggas know! Ain't any too many left of us She ain't new addition, she do this on the regular I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way I just touch down in the city and I need that fix If the air right it up, I might keep you on the list I bet the bitch are coming fuck me for some kids She wanna fuck me cause I got a Maybach on my wrist I call her hair darker, she keep the head proper She need a head boy cause I'm the bed rocker Told her she running out of time, I got a shy o'clock She wanted kick it all day, but we playin' soccer I hit her, she hit me right back My nigga she know what I'm on I'll let her play with the money Other than play with my ball She told me her nigga was weak So I let her smokin' this strong I hear that they're putting to sleep But I get right back in my zone I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way, I'm on the way, little bitch I'm tryina fuck you, but I ain't trying to stay, little bitch I'm on the way

I pay money for a shooter Double if he catch you in ya sleep Lil nigga only like 5'3 but the clip on the K hang down to his knees Poor ol me got hittas on lease Meanwhile I don't care nothing but the beat I just paid way too much for a brand new car and the roof playin Hide & Go Seek A feature's out the question I don't care bout the Cheese I don't give a shit or piss about the hottest MC You niggas ain't real as I thought y'all be I was naive shame on me You can get stomped barking up my tree My niggas is my niggas even when we disagree Between you and I, I can still let it fly with the bricks but I chose to take an absence of leave Money money money yeah I got it on my mind I answer all calls when a dollars on the line My homie in the wheelchair thought his homeboy had his back til that same nigga shot em in his spine 100 came for me to scribble on the dotted line Now a nigga shopping one album at a time I bought a red dot told me gon kill the game doing everything I can do not let em down What use is the truth if you like it watered down Bitch its the trap not a mutha fuckin lounge Niggas at the steps when the smell the food cookin When its time to go hunt they nowhere to be found Mutha fuckin clowns but I don't worry about it 3 ring circus 4 rings on the Audi Grow my beard out double clip on the chopper Wrap the flag around my head bitch I'm strapped like a saudi talk to em Man these niggas don't understand real life my nigga. you know what I'm sayin? These niggas still living with they mamma mane. be all... Be all on Instagram and snapchat and shit. Like they got jewelry, they got money and shit and living with they mutha fuckin mamma mane. You know what I'm sayin? and have to... and have to ask another nigga "Aye bruh loan me some money man." "Bruh I'm tryna get my car... ju... "Nigga fuck that! I tell all these broke ass, petty ass niggas, shut the fuck uuup! What he said My am I tired Watching Zoey broke got me mighty inspired 40 in my draws and the clip poking out of my shirt like the pegs on a bicycle tire Fletch in the feds and his baby mamma wise Tell em hold his head he'll be home in no time Answer every call, every time, anytime, it's the least I can do shit I'm on the outside Here stands the truth in a room full of lies But you can't pull me out like I'm wearing a disguise Cause these niggas so fake and it looks so good Got ya lil silly ass rappin flying blind Nah I can't see worth shit but that's fine Reflex scope nigga I can hit a dime from like 75 yards Going down wind, eh might take me like 2 or 3 times I remember mamma had to go put in that lay away singing 3 babies no daddy still made the way Now I'm trying pay her back with money that I made today Finally I'm not afraid I'm a leave a paper trace All my brothas hold me down like ankle weights I got yo bitch in my living room hanging drapes Either I'm too lazy or these windows too big House empty like I moved in yesterday I mean its furnished but I'm too busy to decorate I'm not even in the kitchen I don't miss the cake I'm in my garage with my blueprints drawn In this mutha fucka tryna plan a prison break I'm the man for the job not a minute late I'm just out here getting to that money I'm not in a race Snappin in this bitch like we still playin pencil break Only thing worse than empty pockets is an empty safe Talk to em Don't trip mane, this shit crazy mane cause you know in this game mane, niggas out here be wanting you to feed them and shit You know what I'm sayin? Like they some mutha fuckin ally cat or something nigga You know what I'm saying? Like a dog or something mane Mane like, niggas need to get out here and get they own shit You know what, you feel me Trip? You know what I'm saying man like Niggas... niggas ain't like us man Niggas don't know how to hustle You know what I'm sayin stack they bread Niggas be spending all they money on some ol stripper bitch Say that I'm a few hundred short to get a Maybach but my driveway still lookin like a race track Neighborhood watch I got 20 something guns here bad boy take that I suggest that you pray that that you make it out alive 30 shot 12 gauge bitch if I miss once I get 29 more tries Now back to the doe Its been a long time since a nigga been broke Shit I can't remember last time I seen a roach Actually... it really wasn't long ago But point is I grind like a never had shit Scratch that I grind like I don't have shit I did a lot of ignorant shit back then Shoulda coulda woulda I don't live in past tense Flyest as superman if he came from the hood Now if only I could use these powers for good But I ain't got nothing for a nigga but a slug I'm all over my cream like I'm pouring hot fudge Holy fuck! Gouly! Gotham! Batman Just pulled up with a plug Slingin that poison ivy, he be like fuck Laughing like the joker to the bank keep countin up I can't let you count for us then I be fuckin up And that's no fun She like, "Baby that sucks. Where is the trust?" I'm like, "In my kids' trust fund" Ain't I conceded my pockets stay hungry andIi got to feed em My family depends on me, I gotta lead em So I get the money and then I repeat it and then I repeat it We gon keep on grindin

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!