歌曲 | Still A G Thang |
歌手 | Snoop Dogg |
专辑 | The Best Of Snoop Dogg |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : BROADUS, CALVIN/WOMACK, CECIL | |
Yeah yeah yeah I'm fin up in the corner in my | |
lowrider dogg. Ya heard me? | |
*Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
dippin' in my blue Impala [DPG]* | |
*Repeats throughout intro* | |
[Yeah it's still a G thang] | |
It's time for all the lowriders out there | |
yeah all the dippers you like to get ya dip on | |
hit a switch or two, bang a corna' sittin' on threes | |
yeah right trip... | |
It's like 4 & to the 5 & to the 6 & to the 7 | |
I once was told that all doggs go to Heaven | |
Well how ya been where ya been & what it look like? | |
My game trump tight especially when it bump like | |
four DPG's gettin' crazy | |
& No Limit is the label that pays me! | |
Ridin' 'round town layin' game down like Goldie | |
& I remember what my momma showed me | |
told me game recognize game | |
& stay true to what ya do & don't be ashamed | |
I got all my game from her sometimes I have to wonder | |
how I keep from goin' under I'm a cold muthafucka | |
I fall to my knees & thank God before I do my thang | |
I don't know why, I love to gangbang | |
See life ain't nuthin' but a twist anyway bitch anyway | |
you can say what you wanna say | |
Just don't get in my way 'cause I'm a mean old | |
Fiend know C know & P know see loc | |
We make music for the thugs and the bangers | |
and the bitches. Fuck you R&B singers | |
She want a nigga with his khackies hangin' real low | |
in a black rag Sixty-four hmm | |
Rollin' down the street lookin' way clean | |
bangin' that real shit nigga like Al Green | |
I'm headed straight to the LB | |
forget it that's what they tell me | |
Sell me everythang except some bullshit | |
and when it's time for the gunfight nigga pull quick | |
Cause ain't nothin' butter but us | |
and nigga you'll get wet up for fuckin' with my cheddar | |
It's cold outside nigga grab ya sweater | |
and that bad bitch you fuckin' with | |
nigga she get ya set up | |
Boy you done put all ya trust in that hoe | |
didn't ya see what happened to the President niggaro | |
livin' in a tight house big as the White House | |
You fucked around & stuck ya dick | |
in that white bitch mouth | |
What you talkin' 'bout? Fool I'm dirty like the South | |
and to be real I feel that's how I'm comin' out | |
Back on the hoe stroll highway pimp patrol | |
put ya cuffs on ya girl nigga let her off parole | |
Man nigga way cold with his game | |
What's his muthafuckin' name? Who me? | |
I'm the capital S I don't fuck with stress | |
N double O-P D-O muthafuckin double G | |
Coldest entertainer gangbanger since Alphonz Capone | |
Count money like Basie police try to chase me | |
Niggas try to replace me but you can't | |
I'm ridin' in a tank I'm blowin' hella dank | |
So whether ridin' in ya lo-lo or smokin' on some doe doe | |
spread the word and take the fo' door | |
The Last Don done hooked up with the muthafuckin' | |
King of the coast with the most here's a toast | |
and Snoop Dogg is the representer | |
through the niggas & G's through the LBC's | |
and the Calio projects Brooklyn to Queens | |
Chi-town woe now the Dogg Pound in the house | |
everytime we touch down right next to my hometown | |
D-town [Detroit] Eastside St. Louie [St Louie] | |
Spokane get ya money man tic-tock | |
Little Rock right next to Houston, Texas | |
home of Rap-A-Lot we like to jack a lot | |
gimme what ya got let me get that up out ya nigga | |
I got ya somethin' for the summertime while it's hot | |
and got the bitches posted up in the parkin' lot | |
and guess what she want the | |
nigga with the biggest nuts [Who dat?] | |
A nigga who don't give a fuck | |
Ya see niggas like me all we see is | |
money, power moves, and a bitch a week | |
And last but not least my nigga *B-O-Z* | |
much love from the N.O. my nigga Feel me? | |
and my little cousin D-A-Z forever nigga | |
this DPGC and oh yeah Dr. D-R-E | |
you know where I'm at nigga holla at me | |
get at me holla at me nigga holla at a dogg that's real | |
y'all niggas know what's happenin' | |
It's still a [DPG] thang | |
It's still a G thang | |
*Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
dippin' in my blue Impala [DPG]* | |
*Repeats 'til end with adlibs* |
zuo ci : BROADUS, CALVIN WOMACK, CECIL | |
Yeah yeah yeah I' m fin up in the corner in my | |
lowrider dogg. Ya heard me? | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
dippin' in my blue Impala DPG | |
Repeats throughout intro | |
Yeah it' s still a G thang | |
It' s time for all the lowriders out there | |
yeah all the dippers you like to get ya dip on | |
hit a switch or two, bang a corna' sittin' on threes | |
yeah right trip... | |
It' s like 4 to the 5 to the 6 to the 7 | |
I once was told that all doggs go to Heaven | |
Well how ya been where ya been what it look like? | |
My game trump tight especially when it bump like | |
four DPG' s gettin' crazy | |
No Limit is the label that pays me! | |
Ridin' ' round town layin' game down like Goldie | |
I remember what my momma showed me | |
told me game recognize game | |
stay true to what ya do don' t be ashamed | |
I got all my game from her sometimes I have to wonder | |
how I keep from goin' under I' m a cold muthafucka | |
I fall to my knees thank God before I do my thang | |
I don' t know why, I love to gangbang | |
See life ain' t nuthin' but a twist anyway bitch anyway | |
you can say what you wanna say | |
Just don' t get in my way ' cause I' m a mean old | |
Fiend know C know P know see loc | |
We make music for the thugs and the bangers | |
and the bitches. Fuck you R B singers | |
She want a nigga with his khackies hangin' real low | |
in a black rag Sixtyfour hmm | |
Rollin' down the street lookin' way clean | |
bangin' that real shit nigga like Al Green | |
I' m headed straight to the LB | |
forget it that' s what they tell me | |
Sell me everythang except some bullshit | |
and when it' s time for the gunfight nigga pull quick | |
Cause ain' t nothin' butter but us | |
and nigga you' ll get wet up for fuckin' with my cheddar | |
It' s cold outside nigga grab ya sweater | |
and that bad bitch you fuckin' with | |
nigga she get ya set up | |
Boy you done put all ya trust in that hoe | |
didn' t ya see what happened to the President niggaro | |
livin' in a tight house big as the White House | |
You fucked around stuck ya dick | |
in that white bitch mouth | |
What you talkin' ' bout? Fool I' m dirty like the South | |
and to be real I feel that' s how I' m comin' out | |
Back on the hoe stroll highway pimp patrol | |
put ya cuffs on ya girl nigga let her off parole | |
Man nigga way cold with his game | |
What' s his muthafuckin' name? Who me? | |
I' m the capital S I don' t fuck with stress | |
N double OP DO muthafuckin double G | |
Coldest entertainer gangbanger since Alphonz Capone | |
Count money like Basie police try to chase me | |
Niggas try to replace me but you can' t | |
I' m ridin' in a tank I' m blowin' hella dank | |
So whether ridin' in ya lolo or smokin' on some doe doe | |
spread the word and take the fo' door | |
The Last Don done hooked up with the muthafuckin' | |
King of the coast with the most here' s a toast | |
and Snoop Dogg is the representer | |
through the niggas G' s through the LBC' s | |
and the Calio projects Brooklyn to Queens | |
Chitown woe now the Dogg Pound in the house | |
everytime we touch down right next to my hometown | |
Dtown Detroit Eastside St. Louie St Louie | |
Spokane get ya money man tictock | |
Little Rock right next to Houston, Texas | |
home of RapALot we like to jack a lot | |
gimme what ya got let me get that up out ya nigga | |
I got ya somethin' for the summertime while it' s hot | |
and got the bitches posted up in the parkin' lot | |
and guess what she want the | |
nigga with the biggest nuts Who dat? | |
A nigga who don' t give a fuck | |
Ya see niggas like me all we see is | |
money, power moves, and a bitch a week | |
And last but not least my nigga BOZ | |
much love from the N. O. my nigga Feel me? | |
and my little cousin DAZ forever nigga | |
this DPGC and oh yeah Dr. DRE | |
you know where I' m at nigga holla at me | |
get at me holla at me nigga holla at a dogg that' s real | |
y' all niggas know what' s happenin' | |
It' s still a DPG thang | |
It' s still a G thang | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
dippin' in my blue Impala DPG | |
Repeats ' til end with adlibs |
zuò cí : BROADUS, CALVIN WOMACK, CECIL | |
Yeah yeah yeah I' m fin up in the corner in my | |
lowrider dogg. Ya heard me? | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
dippin' in my blue Impala DPG | |
Repeats throughout intro | |
Yeah it' s still a G thang | |
It' s time for all the lowriders out there | |
yeah all the dippers you like to get ya dip on | |
hit a switch or two, bang a corna' sittin' on threes | |
yeah right trip... | |
It' s like 4 to the 5 to the 6 to the 7 | |
I once was told that all doggs go to Heaven | |
Well how ya been where ya been what it look like? | |
My game trump tight especially when it bump like | |
four DPG' s gettin' crazy | |
No Limit is the label that pays me! | |
Ridin' ' round town layin' game down like Goldie | |
I remember what my momma showed me | |
told me game recognize game | |
stay true to what ya do don' t be ashamed | |
I got all my game from her sometimes I have to wonder | |
how I keep from goin' under I' m a cold muthafucka | |
I fall to my knees thank God before I do my thang | |
I don' t know why, I love to gangbang | |
See life ain' t nuthin' but a twist anyway bitch anyway | |
you can say what you wanna say | |
Just don' t get in my way ' cause I' m a mean old | |
Fiend know C know P know see loc | |
We make music for the thugs and the bangers | |
and the bitches. Fuck you R B singers | |
She want a nigga with his khackies hangin' real low | |
in a black rag Sixtyfour hmm | |
Rollin' down the street lookin' way clean | |
bangin' that real shit nigga like Al Green | |
I' m headed straight to the LB | |
forget it that' s what they tell me | |
Sell me everythang except some bullshit | |
and when it' s time for the gunfight nigga pull quick | |
Cause ain' t nothin' butter but us | |
and nigga you' ll get wet up for fuckin' with my cheddar | |
It' s cold outside nigga grab ya sweater | |
and that bad bitch you fuckin' with | |
nigga she get ya set up | |
Boy you done put all ya trust in that hoe | |
didn' t ya see what happened to the President niggaro | |
livin' in a tight house big as the White House | |
You fucked around stuck ya dick | |
in that white bitch mouth | |
What you talkin' ' bout? Fool I' m dirty like the South | |
and to be real I feel that' s how I' m comin' out | |
Back on the hoe stroll highway pimp patrol | |
put ya cuffs on ya girl nigga let her off parole | |
Man nigga way cold with his game | |
What' s his muthafuckin' name? Who me? | |
I' m the capital S I don' t fuck with stress | |
N double OP DO muthafuckin double G | |
Coldest entertainer gangbanger since Alphonz Capone | |
Count money like Basie police try to chase me | |
Niggas try to replace me but you can' t | |
I' m ridin' in a tank I' m blowin' hella dank | |
So whether ridin' in ya lolo or smokin' on some doe doe | |
spread the word and take the fo' door | |
The Last Don done hooked up with the muthafuckin' | |
King of the coast with the most here' s a toast | |
and Snoop Dogg is the representer | |
through the niggas G' s through the LBC' s | |
and the Calio projects Brooklyn to Queens | |
Chitown woe now the Dogg Pound in the house | |
everytime we touch down right next to my hometown | |
Dtown Detroit Eastside St. Louie St Louie | |
Spokane get ya money man tictock | |
Little Rock right next to Houston, Texas | |
home of RapALot we like to jack a lot | |
gimme what ya got let me get that up out ya nigga | |
I got ya somethin' for the summertime while it' s hot | |
and got the bitches posted up in the parkin' lot | |
and guess what she want the | |
nigga with the biggest nuts Who dat? | |
A nigga who don' t give a fuck | |
Ya see niggas like me all we see is | |
money, power moves, and a bitch a week | |
And last but not least my nigga BOZ | |
much love from the N. O. my nigga Feel me? | |
and my little cousin DAZ forever nigga | |
this DPGC and oh yeah Dr. DRE | |
you know where I' m at nigga holla at me | |
get at me holla at me nigga holla at a dogg that' s real | |
y' all niggas know what' s happenin' | |
It' s still a DPG thang | |
It' s still a G thang | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
dippin' in my blue Impala DPG | |
Repeats ' til end with adlibs |