Doggyland 歌词
| 歌曲 | Doggyland |
| 歌手 | Snoop Dogg |
| 专辑 | Tha Doggfather |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Broadus, Gordy, Jordan, Mizell ... | |
| Chorus： | |
| Come and go with me to Doggylaaaaaaaaaaaaand!! | |
| (Here ye, Here ye, Come one come all) | |
| To a place that be, call it LBC | |
| (I'm ridin' wit'cha baby) | |
| Come and go with me to Doggylaaaaaaaaaaaaand!! | |
| To a place that be, call it LBC | |
| 1st Verse: | |
| Now if you tired of the hard work | |
| tears and sweat | |
| and you breakin' your neck | |
| and you still up in debt. | |
| Walkin' round town all strapped in, | |
| niggas be havin' more bad times than Captain Rat did. | |
| Two strikes none left, out of breath | |
| Livin' in the city it's a jungle yo. | |
| All this deception on top of stress, | |
| you havin' more problems than a algebra test. | |
| You can't seem to come up, wit yo' money for rent, | |
| and now yo' baby momma trippin' she want fifty percent. | |
| It's a thin line, between yours and mine | |
| the difference is you gotta scratch to a get nickel and dime. | |
| Now I know a place where | |
| Ya' might wanna be and I can take you there | |
| Pop goes the nine, We'll go right behind | |
| You can slide off your shoes sit back and recline. | |
| Chorus | |
| 2nd Verse: | |
| Oh your homies think you're funny? | |
| Doin' stick ups for moneys | |
| Just to impress the honeys (This is for the honeys) | |
| Got yo' rocks, so you keep'em in the sack, | |
| you got two strikes, but you right back up to bat. | |
| You all about yo' money and got something to sell | |
| but if you bail for a robber you'll be back in the jail cell. | |
| You chillin' wit yo' feet up | |
| Someone hated but baby without the homies and | |
| that's when you got beat up. | |
| Because you can't be out there doin' low | |
| and then right gather up yo' crew and roll. | |
| Ain't no rules when you out there doin' dirt, | |
| somebody's always layin' in the cut to get ya' hurt. | |
| But see, I know a place where | |
| you might wanna be | |
| and I can take you there | |
| Pop goes the nine, We'll go right behind | |
| You can slide off your shoes sit back and recline. | |
| Chorus | |
| Bridge One: | |
| Here ye, Here ye, come one, come all. | |
| To a place that be, call it LBC. | |
| (I'm ridin' wit' ya' baby) | |
| Lemme holla to a little home boy real quick, | |
| know what I'm sayin'? | |
| Cuz he travelin' in the fast lane. | |
| Stop the life it seem that we are on, | |
| Time to slow your roll, | |
| Let Doggyland be your new home, | |
| Stop the life it seem that we are on, | |
| time to slow your roll, | |
| Let Doggyland be your new home. | |
| Verse three: | |
| Doggyland is the town where it's goin' diz-owne | |
| (It's goin' down) | |
| Everything is free, | |
| and ain't no HIV. (What?) | |
| And niggas don't kill one another | |
| (Oh really why is that?) | |
| Because a brother is a brother. | |
| (And what about the mothers?) | |
| They queens, | |
| righteous, | |
| man, | |
| heaven must be like this, | |
| green aroma like the grass in the summertime. | |
| Ain't no peneteneries and ain't nobody doin' time. | |
| And oh yeah, I'm the big O-K'er, | |
| I'm smarter than the senator, | |
| Bigger than the mayor. | |
| Heaven on Earth | |
| it's like a prayer. | |
| And you can't get in without yo' gold card you got | |
| to be a player. | |
| Now you know a place where | |
| You gots to be and I took you there, | |
| Pop goes the nine, we'll go right behind | |
| You can slide off your shoes sit back and recline. | |
| Chorus |
| zuo ci : Broadus, Gordy, Jordan, Mizell ... | |
| Chorus: | |
| Come and go with me to Doggylaaaaaaaaaaaaand!! | |
| Here ye, Here ye, Come one come all | |
| To a place that be, call it LBC | |
| I' m ridin' wit' cha baby | |
| Come and go with me to Doggylaaaaaaaaaaaaand!! | |
| To a place that be, call it LBC | |
| 1st Verse: | |
| Now if you tired of the hard work | |
| tears and sweat | |
| and you breakin' your neck | |
| and you still up in debt. | |
| Walkin' round town all strapped in, | |
| niggas be havin' more bad times than Captain Rat did. | |
| Two strikes none left, out of breath | |
| Livin' in the city it' s a jungle yo. | |
| All this deception on top of stress, | |
| you havin' more problems than a algebra test. | |
| You can' t seem to come up, wit yo' money for rent, | |
| and now yo' baby momma trippin' she want fifty percent. | |
| It' s a thin line, between yours and mine | |
| the difference is you gotta scratch to a get nickel and dime. | |
| Now I know a place where | |
| Ya' might wanna be and I can take you there | |
| Pop goes the nine, We' ll go right behind | |
| You can slide off your shoes sit back and recline. | |
| Chorus | |
| 2nd Verse: | |
| Oh your homies think you' re funny? | |
| Doin' stick ups for moneys | |
| Just to impress the honeys This is for the honeys | |
| Got yo' rocks, so you keep' em in the sack, | |
| you got two strikes, but you right back up to bat. | |
| You all about yo' money and got something to sell | |
| but if you bail for a robber you' ll be back in the jail cell. | |
| You chillin' wit yo' feet up | |
| Someone hated but baby without the homies and | |
| that' s when you got beat up. | |
| Because you can' t be out there doin' low | |
| and then right gather up yo' crew and roll. | |
| Ain' t no rules when you out there doin' dirt, | |
| somebody' s always layin' in the cut to get ya' hurt. | |
| But see, I know a place where | |
| you might wanna be | |
| and I can take you there | |
| Pop goes the nine, We' ll go right behind | |
| You can slide off your shoes sit back and recline. | |
| Chorus | |
| Bridge One: | |
| Here ye, Here ye, come one, come all. | |
| To a place that be, call it LBC. | |
| I' m ridin' wit' ya' baby | |
| Lemme holla to a little home boy real quick, | |
| know what I' m sayin'? | |
| Cuz he travelin' in the fast lane. | |
| Stop the life it seem that we are on, | |
| Time to slow your roll, | |
| Let Doggyland be your new home, | |
| Stop the life it seem that we are on, | |
| time to slow your roll, | |
| Let Doggyland be your new home. | |
| Verse three: | |
| Doggyland is the town where it' s goin' dizowne | |
| It' s goin' down | |
| Everything is free, | |
| and ain' t no HIV. What? | |
| And niggas don' t kill one another | |
| Oh really why is that? | |
| Because a brother is a brother. | |
| And what about the mothers? | |
| They queens, | |
| righteous, | |
| man, | |
| heaven must be like this, | |
| green aroma like the grass in the summertime. | |
| Ain' t no peneteneries and ain' t nobody doin' time. | |
| And oh yeah, I' m the big OK' er, | |
| I' m smarter than the senator, | |
| Bigger than the mayor. | |
| Heaven on Earth | |
| it' s like a prayer. | |
| And you can' t get in without yo' gold card you got | |
| to be a player. | |
| Now you know a place where | |
| You gots to be and I took you there, | |
| Pop goes the nine, we' ll go right behind | |
| You can slide off your shoes sit back and recline. | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Broadus, Gordy, Jordan, Mizell ... | |
| Chorus: | |
| Come and go with me to Doggylaaaaaaaaaaaaand!! | |
| Here ye, Here ye, Come one come all | |
| To a place that be, call it LBC | |
| I' m ridin' wit' cha baby | |
| Come and go with me to Doggylaaaaaaaaaaaaand!! | |
| To a place that be, call it LBC | |
| 1st Verse: | |
| Now if you tired of the hard work | |
| tears and sweat | |
| and you breakin' your neck | |
| and you still up in debt. | |
| Walkin' round town all strapped in, | |
| niggas be havin' more bad times than Captain Rat did. | |
| Two strikes none left, out of breath | |
| Livin' in the city it' s a jungle yo. | |
| All this deception on top of stress, | |
| you havin' more problems than a algebra test. | |
| You can' t seem to come up, wit yo' money for rent, | |
| and now yo' baby momma trippin' she want fifty percent. | |
| It' s a thin line, between yours and mine | |
| the difference is you gotta scratch to a get nickel and dime. | |
| Now I know a place where | |
| Ya' might wanna be and I can take you there | |
| Pop goes the nine, We' ll go right behind | |
| You can slide off your shoes sit back and recline. | |
| Chorus | |
| 2nd Verse: | |
| Oh your homies think you' re funny? | |
| Doin' stick ups for moneys | |
| Just to impress the honeys This is for the honeys | |
| Got yo' rocks, so you keep' em in the sack, | |
| you got two strikes, but you right back up to bat. | |
| You all about yo' money and got something to sell | |
| but if you bail for a robber you' ll be back in the jail cell. | |
| You chillin' wit yo' feet up | |
| Someone hated but baby without the homies and | |
| that' s when you got beat up. | |
| Because you can' t be out there doin' low | |
| and then right gather up yo' crew and roll. | |
| Ain' t no rules when you out there doin' dirt, | |
| somebody' s always layin' in the cut to get ya' hurt. | |
| But see, I know a place where | |
| you might wanna be | |
| and I can take you there | |
| Pop goes the nine, We' ll go right behind | |
| You can slide off your shoes sit back and recline. | |
| Chorus | |
| Bridge One: | |
| Here ye, Here ye, come one, come all. | |
| To a place that be, call it LBC. | |
| I' m ridin' wit' ya' baby | |
| Lemme holla to a little home boy real quick, | |
| know what I' m sayin'? | |
| Cuz he travelin' in the fast lane. | |
| Stop the life it seem that we are on, | |
| Time to slow your roll, | |
| Let Doggyland be your new home, | |
| Stop the life it seem that we are on, | |
| time to slow your roll, | |
| Let Doggyland be your new home. | |
| Verse three: | |
| Doggyland is the town where it' s goin' dizowne | |
| It' s goin' down | |
| Everything is free, | |
| and ain' t no HIV. What? | |
| And niggas don' t kill one another | |
| Oh really why is that? | |
| Because a brother is a brother. | |
| And what about the mothers? | |
| They queens, | |
| righteous, | |
| man, | |
| heaven must be like this, | |
| green aroma like the grass in the summertime. | |
| Ain' t no peneteneries and ain' t nobody doin' time. | |
| And oh yeah, I' m the big OK' er, | |
| I' m smarter than the senator, | |
| Bigger than the mayor. | |
| Heaven on Earth | |
| it' s like a prayer. | |
| And you can' t get in without yo' gold card you got | |
| to be a player. | |
| Now you know a place where | |
| You gots to be and I took you there, | |
| Pop goes the nine, we' ll go right behind | |
| You can slide off your shoes sit back and recline. | |
| Chorus |
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