Artist: Snoop Dogg f/ Sticky Fingaz Album: No Limit Top Dogg Song: Buck 'Em Typed by: JCIzWhoIBe@aol.com
(Fuck 'em)
[Snoop Dogg] Damn this shit sound low then motherfucker in my earphones. Alright, yeah that's it right there nigga.
As soon as the bass hits your dome Snoop Dogg grabs the chrome And gets in your system Shootin off rhymes like a pistol Fuckin your click off with this blow This hoe, that hoe make me rich Snoop Dogg please won't you break that biach I'm back in the game gettin my dough And fuck any motherfucker that say it ain't so Do it to em be young Cause on the real dogg you the hardest nigga we um We shakin em off, breakin em off Shot him in his face and now they takin him off Here's a shoutout to those with quad out Fool we should have got out, now you gettin popped out I'm not out to diss but to get my chips And smash, pass with cash And blaze the spliff now pass the fifth For real nigga did you hear me, ya heard You ran up and got served, ha ha Now ain't that a trip (what what) You need to get up off of that bullshit C'mon
[Sticky Fingaz] (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Young beast to four green Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Cock it back ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Shit on waisted Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Don't make a difference Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it
[Snoop Dogg] Fuck em, the scene is set (set) And it's a million bitch niggas bout to straight get wet I walk em all in the street Fuck em, I cuff they hands and blind they eyes and hog tie they feet Fuck em, with no remorse nigga cut em down Love the way we shut em down, shit it ain't funny now Used to be my buddy pal, nigga wet and bloody now Nigga where your homies now, half them niggas funny style Fuck em, it's bout to get shitty now Doggy bout to get him now cause you better sit him down Nigga what up now, you act like a bitch You bound to get fucked you trick ass snitch Fuck em, boy we on a rampage Rippin up this damn stage, yeah it's still a G thang Slammin doors, slappin hoes Cuz fuck videos, I get a hundred for shows If you ain't got the papers I ain't got the time to sit and chat about the motherfucking vapors Biach, don't even trip You need to raise up off of that bullshit C'mon
[Sticky Fingaz] (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Young beast to four green Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Cock it back ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Shit on waisted Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Don't make a difference Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it
Artist: Snoop Dogg f/ Suga Free, Sylk E. Fine Album: No Limit Top Dogg Song: Trust Me Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com
[Suga Free] No, uh-uh excuse me wait baby treat yo' cash And remind me when we get home to get goin and crack my whip and pack yo' shit befo' I 92.3 The Beat yo' ass! Naw bitch look at me when I talk to you I checked the bitch and said, "Ah-hah some shit? No ub-uh, shut up, you gon' do what I tell you to do!" Now name three motherfuckers you can call.. you cain't One pimpin that, two pimpin that, three pimpin that That bitch got off! (Say what my nigga Suga Free, what you say?) Snoop say what? (Huh?) I said I'm pimpin that, you pimpin that, she pimpin that That bitch does all! Naw, pimpin ain't easy (pimpin ain't easy) But hoein ain't hard no (hoein ain't hard no) Baby you gon' have to hoe (hoe hoe hoe) Or lady I'ma have to go (see ya, see ya!) Suga Free, bitch that don't stand for some old nice ass nigga tryin to get some pussy and you tryin to get some of this dick free I'm live ta be a old-ass pimp with cataracts Reminscin on regular park trees with the homies and slappin bitches in Cadillacs
I wish you wouldn't trust me so much I wish you wouldn't trust me so much! I wish you wouldn't trust me so much I wish you wouldn't trust me so much! Heyyy
[Sylk E. Fine] Now check me, I'm in a helluva situation I got LOVE for the homegirl but it ain't no escapin Now I've been waitin fo' the chance fo' me to do my thang Cause when I GO OUT baby, I GO OUT with a bang! (bang bang) Thursday night, 'bout to hang out at the House of Blues Fresh attire, new shoes, plus a new, hairdo, WHOO! I'm mesmerized by the music that they bump in the club I see my homegirl man (whas' happenin, whas' up?) lookin like he need some love And everytime I see him, he been givin me the eye Cause he my type and I'm his type and plus we love to ride Imagine that, off we left Hot sweat hot sex it ain't like we just met (ahh, yeah, yeah) Why she trust me? Since his girl went on a little trip I made his sweat drip, he made me strip It ain't my fault he in a fucked up relationship That just go to show, you never know who you dealin with Love over friendship, that's why I live my life trustless, yeah
I wish you wouldn't trust me so much I wish you wouldn't trust me so much! I wish you wouldn't trust me so much I wish you wouldn't trust me so much! Heyyy
[Snoop Dogg] Hmm, I spent the night at the homie's house, shit Slept in his livingroom, on his couch Nigga high'n a motherfucker burnt out (shit) Before you know it, god damn, the homie chirped out (damn!) And he ain't said shit, he just dip in his Seville as he peel Left me at the pad with his girl, damn, what the deal? Now baby got a gown on, gettin her clown on As she slid downstairs, now she takin me down home Cheatin in the next room in the homeboy's bedroom Am I wrong? Shit, on and on and on and on Now what am I to do if you was me and I was you His baby momma in my face, she shakin poo-poo, what would you do? Trust is a motherfuckin loco, shit and so is temptation, and I don't know what I'ma do Come on through (come on through) so I can cum on you (cum on you) Shit if the homey knew (if the homey knew) if the homey knew (if the homey knew)
I wish you wouldn't trust me so much [Sylk] Hey now I wish you wouldn't trust me so much! [Sylk] Can't trust me, whatcha say now? [Snoop] Mo heezee up in this motherfucker Dogg I wish you wouldn't trust me so much [Sylk] Believe! [Snoop] Trust is a motherfucker [Sylk] You can't trust, whatcha say now? [Snoop] Don't trust, no bitch I wish you wouldn't trust me so much! Heyyy [Sylk] Whatcha say? [Snoop] Trust in no bitch-ass niggaz [Sylk] Whatcha say now? Can't trust
Nah-na-na-nah-nah, nah-na-na-nah-nah [Sylk] Whatcha say now? Nah-na-na-nah-nah, nah-na-na-nah-nah [Sylk] Whatcha say now? Nah-na-na-nah-nah, nah-na-na-nah-nah [Sylk] Can't trust, whatcha say now? Nah-na-na-nah-nah, nah-na-na-nah-nah [Sylk] Come on yeah..
Artist: Snoop Dogg Album: No Limit Top Dogg Song: My Heat Goes Boom Typed by: illnasill@aol.com
Verse 1:
Another day another dolla for the top dogg with the gold flea colla Nigga make the whole dogg world wanna holla The way they do my life and I'm steady tryin' to do more right so trife your life could disappear and if you aint careful who you fuckin' wit nigga Now reappear come here come near so you can hear what I spit So sick and tired of niggaz standin on that "G" shit and just because you on starz wit some khakis and think your rap style can out rap me and now jack me come here nigga slap yo self thats probably why yo shit still sittin' on the motherfuckin shelf and mine sold out ever since it came out blue carpet roll out, #1 no doubt, mo' clout, down south, mixin' it up with dem niggaz that don't never hesitate to bust what you niggaz tappin' on my front door for? Hmm oh you lookin' for yo hoe? (you heard) We in the hotel room doin' the zoom and let me let you know nigga my heat goes boom and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Artist: Snoop Dogg Album: No Limit Top Dogg Song: Snoopafella Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com
Once upon a time, in the L.B.C. On the Eastside, off of 2-1 Street There lived a young man, Cinderfella's his name To make it interesting it's me, peep game I lived in a house with my cruel step-dad And two step-brothers who treated me bad I cooked, I cleaned, I scrubbed the floors And I was like an errand boy runnin to the stores My brothers, they used to boast and brag: "We've got Fubu, and you've got rags!" And even worse than that, to make me feel low They gave me a skateboard, while they had low-lows Girls used to say, "Snoop, you're so cute But you gets no rap with that to' up khaki suit" Welllll, one day, up the Avenue There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all! The princess is having a royal ball If you can rap, also dress fresh You might win a date with the sweet princess" Well I, um, ran home when I heard the newsflash I bust through the door, straight to my step-dad I said, "Step-dad, may I?" And before I could finish, "Hell no!", he replied (Cinderfella!) My brothers were goin, they were gettin down Even Pops was goin for a piece of the crown (Cinderfella!) They flaunted, they haunted, they knew what I wanted "We can and you can't," is what they taunted (nana-nana-nah-nah) They all stood there, laughin in my face And as they walked out they said, "Clean up this place!"
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!) And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!) And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!) And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!) And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
Well I shrugged, I hissed, they all tried to diss And I'd get them back if I had one wish Before I could make my thought a phrase There appeared a man from a puff of haze He said, "What's up, Dogg? My name is Herb I'm your fairy Doggfather, you know it, word! Now I've came here with the main purpose Of granting you your fondest wish" I said, "Herb, my man, just make me fresh And I'm sure that I can handle, all the rest" With a snap of his fingers sparks began to shoot And I was jumpin in my body: a slick silk suit On my feet was some white tube socks And a fresh pair of Chucks from the Foot-lock I showed him my sack, and don't you know With a snap, the sack became some doe-doe Once again his hands began to flow Then he changed my skateboard into a six-fo' (damn!) He checked me over, passed me the keys And said, "One more thing before you leave... You must return before the stroke of twelve Or you'll turn back into your old self"
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!) And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!) And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
I jumped in the low-low and went on my way I got to the party 'bout ten, I'd say It was after eleven when I rocked the mic And by the time I left the stage, the people were hyped (well alright!) The princess was starin, while holdin a drank Reflected from her eyes was gold tank She waved her hands like, "Hello! Hi!" Then gave another gesture like, "Come here, guy!" I left the stage, girls came in flocks The bitch was swingin from the hard knocks I heard a sound, not a tick nor tock Gong! First bell before twelve o'clock No time to waste, I broke out in haste The princess followed in a futile chase A quick steady pace is what I kept Lost one of my Chucks on one of those steps For the six-fo' I continued my stride About this time I heard gong five I was down the block when I heard gong eight And the princess screamed out, "Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!"
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!) And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!) And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
I was almost home when my luck ran out And there went my suit, my doe sack and clout My fresh low-low, also went too And there was no denyin that my night was through The one All-Star, the freshest thing I sported Jumped on my board, for home I skateboarded Made it to my pad, no time at all Went to my room, or better yet the far wall Hid the shoe away, still feelin pleased Then jumped in my cot to catch some Z's Early the next mornin, when I awoke I threw on me old slippers with me old housecoat Slid into the front, my family stared at me Sayin, "Wasn't that you? Nah, it couldn't be" They kept askin me if I did my chores My butt was saved by a knock at the door "Who is it?", that's what my brothers barked "The princess," this sweet voice remarked She said she was lookin for a certain man Who could bring her the shoe like the one in her hand The family ran around with their heads in the air Bringin her shoes from everywhere She just shook her head, a nod of relief And said, "No, that's not the one that I'm lookin' for, Chief" I ran in the room and got my shoe And said, "Is this the one you're referring to?" Well she said, "Yes, and you're so cute But where's your doe-doe and slick silk suit?" I put on the shoe, then there came a flash of light And I was wearin shit, from just last night Looked out the window, saw the six-fo' Yelled to my family, "I've GOT to go!" We drove up the Avenue, the princess and I And in back of me, I heard my family cry...
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!) And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!) And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
Artist: Snoop Dogg Album: No Limit Top Dogg Song: In Love With a Thug Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com
[Snoop Dogg] Yeah, this shit right here sound like a love song (she was in love) A gangsta love song, you feel me? Check it out (she was in love, with a THUG, in love!) (she was in love, with a THUG, in love!)
Yeah, gangsta, uh-huh! Have you ever had a pretty, young saditty Black female with chips, from the city? Her momma got ends, and her daddy got ends And she liked to give me ends when I'm out with my friends Good girl - why do good girls like bad boys? (I don't know) When I was a kid, growin up, I never had toys And I think that she can figure that shit out (why?) Cause everytime she came to pick a nigga up Shit, she'd take a nigga out Roll around town, ask the pound, they know, look Baby was my thang, nah, she was my low-low Bought my first Rol-o, and then we took a photo together Man I hope this thang last forever We been together six months, and we ain't argued yet She lovin a nigga, steady buyin me shit And don't say shit when I dip with my click And understand, when I'm down and out may need some help with some chips Her mother approved of me, but her father he don't He probably won't, shit Pops ain't no punk Daddy's little girl be in a gangsta's world Buyin me houseshoes and khaki blues, California curls No matter what her father say, baby gon' see me It's like a jungle sometimes, that makes me Wonder like Stevie Believe me, when I say that baby was in love with a thug In love with a thug
Chorus: repeat 2X
(she was in love, with a THUG, in love!) Daddy I'm in love with a gangsta (she was in love, with a THUG, in love!) Momma I'm in love with a gangsta
[Snoop Dogg] Mm.. I'm caught up in the middle and I don't know what to do I caught eight months in the joint, behind my crew That I gotta do and I'ma miss you Boo But I'ma write you every night and call you on the phone too Whatchu gon' do? "You know I'm gon' stay true But I'ma go ahead to college like my father want me to" Well um, off to my cell withcha body on my mind And I'ma call you back tomorrow round the same time I'm on the mainline, 9500 for short On another phoneline, holla'n at my other hoe This bitch ain't sayin SHIT, cause the bitch ain't SHIT Old fat golddiggin-ass county check receivin BEOTCH I bail up in the Day Room and get in a scrap Niggaz watchin Soul Train and I wouldn't turn it back (man fuck y'all) Never caught slippin, always on strap And now I'm back in the hole with no motherfuckin getback Sit back and contemplate, and think about baby And hope she don't get caught up in the world that's so crazy But while I'm up in Wayside, and she off in college She gettin a little mo' than a schoolgirl knowledge Cause gangsta-ass niggaz go to school nowadays I tried to make you wait, but I can't change yo' ways She fell in love with the local G And now they both in the penetentiary, she didn't mention me
Artist: Snoop Dogg Album: No Limit Top Dogg Song: G Bedtime Stories Typed by: JCIzWhoIBe@aol.com
(Uncle Snoop Dogg.) Yo' whassup, whassup. (Could you read us a bedtime story?) Alright, alright. Ya'll get my ash tray, get my lighter. I'm a read ya'll a gangsta bedtime story. Come here, sit on my lap. (Okay.) Check it out.
Great scotts, it's hot today He ran up out of bullets so I shot him in his chest He fell to the floor with his hands in the air His vision gettin blurry but you know I didn't care Peck, peck, he tried to stay on deck So I ran up on this nigga and I shot him in his neck Shooting like a muthafuckin vietnam vet Riding on this nigga disrepectin my set No stranger to danger ain't no warning shots On the hood gettin hot, anybody can drop You better have a spot up in town my nigga Cause please believe it, it can go down my nigga Caught up in some traffic behind some hood rat Grease strikes you out with no get back Wishing for a steak eatin on a Kit Kat And your bitch ain't shit the little homie hit that Sit back and go see, take a trip up with me Let's go get a stick nigga dip with me We can ride on some niggas for nuthin at all Even if we cool with 'em, fuck 'em let's go get 'em LBC in this muthafucka cuz I had to show these niggas what time it was We got thugs, cons, drugs and guns We claiming everything nigga, even dimes and doves Have you ever slapped a bitch to mack your grip Or better yet, strapped a clip To a muthafuckin' nine millimeter for heater And put the ride down out of G two seater You need a nigga like me to get your game like that Young nigga, you could get a smack for that I'm that nigga who brought the afro back And pat your back and then I turn around and snatch your sack Before I came out niggas was wearing slack I brought the curl back and the golf hat The black poker sack and this skandelous raps The one eight seven kidnaps and jacks I brought snaps to the game nigga Raps to the game nigga, I'm that big rap name nigga S-N double O-P fa sho I do my thang way cut throat on the downlow Oh once upon a time in the LBC There lived a OG from the DPG And all the little kids looked up to him All the women stayed true to him, police tried to do him But couldn't do nothing to him cause he's like stainless steel And all they hated on him because he was way to real I don't know why but he's just so fly But I gotta end this story by saying goodnight
Artist: Snoop Dogg f/ C-Murder, Magic Album: No Limit Top Dogg Song: Down 4 My Niggas Typed by: JCIzWhoIBe@aol.com
C-Murder Fuck them niggas, ha ha.
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas
Bitch I'm down for No Limit, I ride for the cause I'm the nigga on the tank with the big fuckin balls And if anybody fuck with Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm a make these niggas put his name on the wall And everywhere I go I got Mr. Magic here Because I know that nigga don't care He'll have that red shit pourin out your hair Nigga, any fuckin time nigga, any fuckin where Make 'em bleed is the motto that I live by If you fuck with me it's a must you die Them niggas might goin run but them niggas can't hide It's like shootin yourself, it's a suicide KLC rock the beat, hittin hard like dirt Niggas in the Nolia know him as Big Hurt Just like Soulja Slim he'll put you in the dirt And have your picture on front of a t-shirt And when I make moves I got a hundred niggas with me Just incase a nigga out there tryin 'a get me All my niggas is down to squeeze the trigger That's why I'm down for my motherfuckin niggas
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas
Magic What you aint heard why I ride for these niggas, I die for these niggas Do a drive by with my forty five cause I'm down with these niggas Snoop Dogg and Bossalinie Don't shoot now nigga just call me when you need me Believe me, I never bite the hand that feed me Just point them niggas out and I'll leave em all on the street bleeding Bitch you fuckin with a grown man How I'm gonna ax you in your own house and bury you in your own land See the cops is scared to come and get me But I don't blame em cause they know I got a bunch of thug niggas with me Lookin for trouble, starting shit I'm ridin solo and I'm bustin and gettin rid of your dick See your boys ain't bout beefing When you fuckin with niggas that'll definately get you internal sleep But if you didn't get the fuckin picture (Gunshots) Bitch I'm down for my niggas
C-Murder Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas
Snoop Dogg What niggas, them niggas, yeah dawg, you with it No problem, let's get em, do em, I did em We gettin nutty in this motherfucker (nutty in this motherfucker) I got my buddy in this motherfucker, leavin a nigga bloody in this motherfucker We in the cutty motherfucker You done done it, you must, you got it coming motherfucker Some of these niggas is bitches too And some of these niggas look just like you Well, where I'm from we like to ride on foes Do it from the shoulders or do it from the tools I do my dirt all by my lonely (all by my lonely) C-Murder and Magic, hell yeah them my motherfuckin homies Solo shit get thick and call me And niggas wanna act like they wanna get with Snoop Doggy Lemme let you niggas know (what's up) Shit, fuck what you goin through and fuck what you stand for
C-Murder Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas
Artist: Snoop Dogg Album: No Limit Top Dogg Song: Betta Days Typed by: JCIzWhoIBe@aol.com
Celebrate, grab a drink and put a blunt in the sky Worldwide, nigga it's 1999 Shit out of control, sign of the times I ain't had this much fun since '79 I was only eight then, hadn't been to the penn Just a young nigga on the front of a swing Playin football up in Powly High Too young to ride but it's still Eastside Homocides didn't happen much, niggas wasn't rappin much It's 99 nigga, shit, I know you strappin up Hell motherfuckin yeah, nigga wanna see the end So next year we can do it all again Same dogg channel, same dogg time Only the strong will survive in 99 So much drama and dillusion, my conclusion is confusing Drippin on my memories, twisted off my music Tryin to make my people do things, oh yeah we do's it, we do's it Here's my number baby girl don't you lose it It's smoky in this motherfucker while we cruising And Eastside niggas is the shadiest (shadiest) But them Westside niggas is the craziest (craziest) Summertime on the grind, baby let me shine, let me shine Roll with this shit, I'm cold with this shit in my prime Nigga done time and I never dropped a motherfucking dime Be smart, fresh start is all you need First thing first, cuz, stop smoking cess weed You are what you smoke, nigga stop hating That's why you broke and that's why we celebrating But life's so hard on a G, that's what they all say But somehow someway, better days ahead, Freddy's dead And Betty said Eddie's a fed Sweaty in bed with a nine to his head And he fuckin with this hoodrat that he met up in dance Betty gettin mad cause Eddie wanna share But look at how you livin for a minute then compare I love confetti, I always stay ready Keep some killers by my side and some riders by the telli I'm ready to do now, who now, you now Eddie wasn't ready when they drew that, booyow Two down, with just one gun My nigga, and who said killin wasn't no fun I sit alone in the zone with a face of stone Live the life of Al Capone or Don Coroleone Tragically casulties and fatalities And all kinds of funny ass niggas coming after me My grand pappy once sat me on his lap and he said Sonny get your money 'fore you end up dead I never really understood what he said Until my motherfucking dogg took a slug in his head Cold way nigga gotta learn his lesson Slow down and go down, shit you know now
Be smart, fresh start is all you need First things first cuz, stop smokin cess weed You are what you smoke, my nigga stop hating That's why you broke and that's why we celebrating But life's so hard on a G, that's what they all say But somehow someway, you got to make a better way
(Somehow someway) You got to make a better way (You got to make a better way) You got to make a better way (You got to make a better way) You got to make a better way (You got to make a better way) You got to make a better way (Yeah, better days ahead) Better days ahead (Better days ahead) Better days ahead
That's real. I feel your pain nigga. I used to be just like you nigga. Before I got off in this rap shit. Shit, nigga did anything to get a dollar. You know, but one thing I never did do. I ain't never beg a nigga for nothing or ask a nigga for nothing. I went out and got my own ya feel me? So from me to you, man to man. Better days ahead my nigga. Shit, keep the faith and get your hustle on. Cause I'm a get mine regardless. Nigga wether I'm rapping or on the streets. I gotta have it.
Artist: Snoop Dogg f/ Raphael Saadiq Album: No Limit Top Dogg Song: Somethin Bout Yo Bidness Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com
[Raphael Saadiq] Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan
[Snoop Dogg] You got yo' thang, and I got mine You see, I can give it to you like all the time If you, gimme them digits let me holla at you baby Stop playin games, let's do this damn thang Cause you the whole thang, with the candles and the ice and then the champagne, whoot wham bing bing bang bang! Now, what's love got to do with this? Cause if you cool with this I'm through with this Baby is we doin this?
[Raphael Saadiq] Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan
I know when you'll change your mind; that's when your rent is due (when your rent is due) and you're many months behind How's that to treat your friend with that attitude.. you can leave it all behind
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan
[Snoop Dogg] You say that you don't, you say that you won't I think that you will, cause girl I'm way too real And every girl need a G, and we see G I saw you lookin at me, when I was with Warren G You peepin not speakin and that's freakin me out It's somethin bout yo bidness baby and it's flippin me out I really can't understand why it's so easy, for you to tease me 'Fore it's over, you'll be Miss Snoop Deezy
[Raphael Saadiq] Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan
Artist: Snoop Dogg f/ Nate Dogg, Xzibit Album: No Limit Top Dogg Song: Bitch Please Typed by: pthijssen@freemail.nl
Intro: [Xzibit] Yeah Time to bring your ass to the table y'all It's X to the Z, Xzibit Snoop double G, uh O.G (Westcoast, Los Angeles) Uh, bring it live, Dr. Dre What Throwin' up a big W Coverin' up the world, right Yeah, listen, look
Verse 1: [Xzibit] You ain't try to high box with me I'm swing hard liquor Goin' down by the second round All for the underground Hideout sound Xzibit mackin' down for my conflict Fuck the nonsense, terrorist Hit a bomb shit Blast with metal in every direction Innocent bystanders taught a very hard lesson I'm the reason there's no time to reach for that weapon And reason why Niggas promise keep on steppin' Xzibit ready to scrap Like Mike Tyson with his license back 9 to 5, minimum wage What type of lights is that for me It not for me You fuckin' round with the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy You outta your destiny You don't wanna tango with the X, strangle your neck slap like the opposite sex Drunk drivin' tryin' to stack my loot While other rappers gettin' treated like a prostitute So check the sound scale
Hook: [Snoop Dogg] All I wanna be was a G, ha My poor guide, Nigga please, ha Breakin' on these motherfuckin' keys, ha Let's get these motherfuckin' G's, ha Bet you don't wanna fuck with this
Verse 2: [Snoop Dogg] Oh no, big Snoop Dogg Back up in the heazy baby You jockin' my style You so crazy Dre said, Ain't No Limit to this As long as we drop gangsta shit Look here bitch You fine and I dig your style Come fuck with a Nigga Do it Doggystyle I'll be gentile, sentimental Shit, we fucked in a rental Lincoln Continental Um, coast to coast L.A. to Chicago I get this pussy everywhere that I go (Yeah Nigga you know what's happenin' man) X-ing bitches and your click can't say no (These bitches know what time it is) I get this pussy everywhere that I go (Yeah, oh, a story bout a Nigga like me) X-ing bitches and your click can't say no (I'ma hip these hoes, Nigga)
Hook: [Xzibit] Bitch please Get down on your goddamn knees For this money, chronic, blow that weed You fuckin' with some real O.G's Bitch please Bitch please Get down on your motherfuckin' knees We came to get the motherfuckin' G's Yeah, you fuckin' with some real O.G's You dick-tease
Verse 3: [Snoop Dogg] Bitch please Now what you need to do is Hand my coat And roll me some dough in Different strokes, for different folks Oh, you like settin' Niggas up and gettin' them loc's Oh, cute lil' bitch with a whole lot hard Shit get thick when the lights get dark She said she got some lick for me Worked about 200 G's and 30 keys Now check this out Dre Snap if I don't move Then a Nigga like me Shit I don't lose But you know me Dogg I'm movin' Ain't nothin' to it, but to get the groovin' You've been waitin' on a Nigga like me To take your chance and ride with men and beat up the pussy A victim off the circumstance Pass the devil They always wanna dance See we grow up with a bang I'm tryin' to work this cold thing And take this whole thing I get the money everywhere that I go I bust a bitch and take here money fo' sho' I get the money everywhere that I go I bust a bitch and take here money fo' sho'
Outro: [Nate Dogg] x4 Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo You don't wanna step to me Still claimin' DPG Till the day I D-I-E
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