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Snoop Dogg
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Hoes, Money & Clout
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For all my homies with the eight tray wigs And all the playas in the '79 Coupes For all of my gang affiliates in tha hoppin' '68 This one's from me to you
Not the Under Dogg, call me the Wonder Dogg I keep it crackin' while I'm stackin' in this game called rappin' Now, I kick up my feet like I kick a rhyme to a beat And every time you see me on the streets, I gots some heat Hell, yeah, then pass the beat
And everybody wanna know what's up with me and Master P For your concern, you knew there want no gimmick When I got into some gangsta shit and told you want No Limit To the thangs I'm gon' do, now it's really goin' down with the DPGC
Well, Daz did the beat and Kurupt got the heat And Tray Dee, he laid the hook and Supafly played the keys It get no realer than this From the LB to the Down South, add more killers to this
Entourage, South, West, oh yes, we in charge And we'll pull your cards, no disrespect or disregards Life in the big LB is gettin' hard, so my squad gon' mob and drop bombs Bring me along, we causin' everybody harm
I make ya scream, I make ya shout C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me turn ya out 'Cuz you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and clout And I rock a Long Beach City all the way down South
I make ya scream, I make ya shout C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me turn ya out 'Cuz you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and clout And I rock a Long Beach City all the way down South
Can you feel me? I can dig it Hoes, take me to the bridge
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Whether in a Khaki suit or a pimped stripe I'm a G for G and nuttin' else for life You can bet your bottom biscuit You get twisted if you dwellin' in my felon intuition
Tha Doggfather is a household name From basketball to alcohol, everybody love the Dogg I'm sure Billy King, probably got a Doggystyle tape Somewhere hidden in his briefcase
Newsweek, Rolling Stone, major magazines Dope fiends, prom queens, we too clean Take a look, you ain't ever seen One hip hop rap star drop this West Coast rap-cord
Back to the spot up top West Hills for real, give it up to him A who bang with diamond Take a hit with big Lajeezy before he found some wheezy
With blue Colion playin' in the background On and on, behind line with big style Hitting P, LIG, tell him let it go Game strong, no longer in the roll
Just a few names from the respected files LBC styles, DPG ale I bought a house with a lake in the back My big home stack just like that
I make ya scream, I make ya shout C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me turn ya out 'Cuz you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and clout And I rock a Long Beach City all the way down South
I make ya scream, I make ya shout C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me turn ya out 'Cuz you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and clout
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