Girl, if I hollored and followed you Would you follow me I'm talking all over All of you, every part of me I wanna tell you that You the flyest that I've ever seen I put that fire up under you Like a mantel piece [JN, DY] Oh baby, I'm going in Where is the time going in Trying to keep that vibe motion I can't read your mind, baby Let me know I know that you classy, baby, uh I know that you nasty, baby, oh I just wanna make a play Baby, tell me, can't wait [HC, MT] Talk it out, talk it out, talk it out What we talking bout I'm just trying to see If we ain't talking teams then What we talking bout, baby (baby) You know what this could be Don't wait, don't wait too long Oh whoah ooh oh Oh whoah ooh oh oh oh Don't wait, don't wait too long Oh whoah ooh oh Oh whoah ooh oh oh oh Don't wait, don't wait, no I could take it down I could bust it down Got artistic style Watch it draw a crowd Like she drew me in With that pretty smile When you come around It's like the sun is out (Spice it up) And my stunners now Take my numbers down No more friending out Pop up on me, you got my permission Come through unannounced Spark a conversation, girl I'm patient I been waitin' round I can't wait much longer Let me speak up I'm ma say it loud I know that you classy, baby, uh I know that you nasty, baby, oh I just wanna make a play Baby, tell me, can't wait Talk it out, talk it out, talk it out What we talking bout I'm just trying to see If we ain't talking teams then What we talking bout, baby (baby) You know what this could be Don't wait, don't wait too long What we talkin' bout We all wave like We cool, cool, cool Baby, can you see You got that move like Um um um You should wear a warning Warning this moment This mood already emotion Looking at you looking at me Make all of us start Neowa hamkke High Bitnaneun jeo star Modeun ge your eyes Trying to make you smile Girl, it's gotta be now Make it all ours Jigeum ee sunganeun neowa hamkke meomchweo stop What we talking bout I'm just trying to see If we ain't talking teams then What we talking bout, baby (baby) You know what this could be Don't wait, don't wait too long Oh whoah ooh oh Oh whoah ooh oh oh oh Don't wait, don't wait too long Oh whoah ooh oh Oh whoah ooh oh oh oh Can we Can we talk it out, baby Baby, can we talk it out, yea Oh no no no no Oh ay Don't wait, don't wait too long Oh whoah Yeah Oh whoah ooh oh oh oh

(Brother Talking over FaceTime)Aye gang Say gang I love you my dawg You feel me everything going cool everything going cordial man I like what you doing keep your head up keep rapping keep enforcing them niggas Keep stepping on these niggas necks You feel me don't stop nigga You the ticket of the streets we need you out here on gang What you know about pain I'm from the trenches where niggas get deep and they cannot be saved I'm from the trenches just me and my brother and mother ain't nobody give us a thing What you know about pain this shit make you stronger and stronger If not then you going insane What you know about pain yeah What you know about pain What you know about pain the feeling like you had enough But you can't do shit but do drugs You going broke you pull off some robbings and mugs To make sure your family up We color divided white people call me thugs I swear to god I need a hug What you know about pain yeah What you know about pain I got love for nobody cause people support me the least They tell you they love you and leave My heart been froze I don't know who I could trust I don't know who I could Keep And my heart been broke cause I don't know who's telling lies I don't know who to believe Bitch who is he He walk up to fast on me then ima reach ... Bah And I'm blowing He don't believe me then bitch ima show em Don't got time to stop in this bitch so I'm going The hater gon hate they say what they say But it ain't gon stop me from doing what I'm doing And it ain't gon stop me from going where I'm going And I will not be here for long Stacking my paper I ain't got no time for my haters can't wait til I say that I'm on I lost myself and it's been a minute Say she love when I hit but I barely hit it We wear fallen soldiers on the back of Fitteds If we want a bucket we attack and get it And she hand me the purse cause the strap is in it Cause she know I'm on go I'm that type of nigga Guess she already knowing my type of living But I guess she don't know that I'm tired with it Cause this shit it could make you insane Whole lotta pain yeah we get sad and we mad but we charge that shit to the game Bitch mind your business and stay in your lane Everything that I worked for done went up in flames And it made me a beast and I cannot be tamed what you know about pain What you know about pain I'm from the trenches where niggas get deep and they cannot be saved I'm from the trenches just me and my brother and mother ain't nobody give us a thing What you know about pain this shit make you stronger and stronger If not then you going insane What you know about pain yeah What you know about pain What you know about pain the feeling like you had enough But you can't do shit but do drugs You going broke you pull off some robbings and mugs To make sure your family up We color divided white people call me thugs I swear to god I need a hug What you know about pain yeah What you know about pain

Who is my friend when our friends are gone? Nobody but you child and I do mean you Who is my friend now, when our friends are gone? Nobody but you oh, oh, yeah! Who is my friend now, when our friends are gone? Who always defends me, if I'm right or wrong? Nobody but you, oh, oh, nobody but you And, I'm talkin' 'bout you Well, who is the song now? Who is the song in my parade? Nobody but you, and I do mean you Who is the song now, in my parade? Nobody but you, oh yeah! Who is the song now? Song in my parade Ah, who is the doctor over my dead grave? Nobody but you, oh yeah! Nobody but you, I'm talkin' 'bout you Ah, who knows how to love me, ah, in my way? Nobody but you child, and I do mean you Who knows how to love me, oh, baby in my way? Nobody but you, oh yeah! Who knows how to love me in my way? Ah, who's always there every night and day? Nobody but you child oh, oh, yeah! Nobody but you, I'm talkin' 'bout you Lord, talkin' bout you, oh talkin' 'bout you

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!