Fuck 'em 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 you got served Ain't that a trip? What? What? You need to get up off of that bullshit, c'mon
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 Fuck 'em
The scene is 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
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 Fuck 'em