歌曲 | Dogghouse Ridaz |
歌手 | Bad Azz |
专辑 | Personal Business (Explicit) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Broadus, Brown, Gilliam, Long ... | |
(feat. Snoop Dogg, Goldie Loc, Suga Free, Kokane) | |
(Kokane) | |
I read them Dogghouse niggaz is Rip ridin' | |
(YEA!) | |
(Bad Azz) | |
I'm so proper - I came up like a liqour store robber | |
I'm so L.A., like the Dodgers or the Lakers | |
Man I put money on players | |
On the corner, with the Mayor of Pomona | |
So break down, bitch, in a serious fashion | |
If the pimpin' don't kill you than I'm forced to blast ya | |
It's a paper thang, it ain't about the pussy and dick | |
It's the difference between you walkin' and you pushin' a whip | |
See it's a major type of paper, caper, motivator, playa, neighbor | |
Haters hate us, I don't give a fuck if you don't play this later | |
I'm to the strip, I gotta check my money makers | |
(Snoop Dogg) | |
Do it to 'em now and save some for later | |
(Chorus) | |
Dogghouse niggaz, we ridaz | |
We always got a car load of bitches beside us | |
You punk motherfuckers wanna try and divide us | |
The homies on deck with the heaters behind us | |
Wide up, so bonafied up | |
This ain't that same ol' shit you get tired of | |
The heat for the street from the best suppliers | |
(West and Eastside up, Eastsidaz) | |
(Suga Free) | |
You might not ever get rich... | |
So you might as well go ahead and bust you a bitch... | |
Nigga, now if I hang around nine squares (I would be the dif') | |
And if I hang around nine fools feelin' loose (I would be the dif') | |
But if I hang around nine projects a mile (I would be the dif') | |
And if I hang around nine rich business men (I would be the dif') | |
Now if I had wings - I'd fly | |
And if if was a fifth - I'll be alright | |
It ain't so sippin' in my pimpin' | |
(They don't know) | |
We got them regulars trickin' | |
(We got it crackin' on the stroll) | |
And I know sometime when I pee I forget to lift the seat | |
But she don't cook, clean, cash every night, and her hair's always neat | |
Nah nah, get gone | |
Don't forget to remind me to whoop your motherfuckin' ass as soon as we get home | |
(Chorus) | |
Dogghouse niggaz, we ridaz | |
We always got a car load of bitches beside us | |
You punk motherfuckers wanna try and divide us | |
The homies on deck with the heaters behind us | |
Wide up, so bonafied up | |
This ain't that same ol' shit you get tired of | |
The heat for the street from the best suppliers | |
(West and Eastside up, Eastsidaz) | |
(Goldie Loc) | |
Now this is dedicated to hoo-bangin', slangin' | |
Catch heat from this motherfuckin' dirty rap game | |
I won't tell you nothin', that you might have been told | |
I won't sell you nothin', that you might have had bought | |
Just fuck wit cha nigga cause I stay low gold | |
Quick to blast moms and pops and the dog To-to | |
You don't know me nigga, so keep my name out your grill | |
If I see you on the streets I'm just gon' keep it way real | |
They know again, keepin' that shit gangsta cuhz | |
I got my head on straight, with my brain on buzz | |
Trust a slug, when it slip the AK's flip | |
Squeezin' on the trigger yellin' Rollin' 20 Crip | |
Walkin' through the shadow of death, I see my shadow on my left | |
Grip tight with the heat on my right | |
Will I make it through these fucked up situations? | |
I'm headed to Dogghouse, so D's paper chasin' (motherfucker) | |
(Chorus) | |
Dogghouse niggaz, we ridaz | |
We always got a car load of bitches beside us | |
You punk motherfuckers wanna try and divide us | |
The homies on deck with the heaters behind us | |
Wide up, so bonafied up | |
This ain't that same ol' shit you get tired of | |
The heat for the street from the best suppliers | |
(West and Eastside up, Eastsidaz) | |
(Outro: Snoop Dogg) | |
Yeah, Bad Azz | |
'nuff said, ha ha | |
Smoke some nigga | |
Yeah yeah, Dogghouse | |
Beotch! |
zuo qu : Broadus, Brown, Gilliam, Long ... | |
feat. Snoop Dogg, Goldie Loc, Suga Free, Kokane | |
Kokane | |
I read them Dogghouse niggaz is Rip ridin' | |
YEA! | |
Bad Azz | |
I' m so proper I came up like a liqour store robber | |
I' m so L. A., like the Dodgers or the Lakers | |
Man I put money on players | |
On the corner, with the Mayor of Pomona | |
So break down, bitch, in a serious fashion | |
If the pimpin' don' t kill you than I' m forced to blast ya | |
It' s a paper thang, it ain' t about the pussy and dick | |
It' s the difference between you walkin' and you pushin' a whip | |
See it' s a major type of paper, caper, motivator, playa, neighbor | |
Haters hate us, I don' t give a fuck if you don' t play this later | |
I' m to the strip, I gotta check my money makers | |
Snoop Dogg | |
Do it to ' em now and save some for later | |
Chorus | |
Dogghouse niggaz, we ridaz | |
We always got a car load of bitches beside us | |
You punk motherfuckers wanna try and divide us | |
The homies on deck with the heaters behind us | |
Wide up, so bonafied up | |
This ain' t that same ol' shit you get tired of | |
The heat for the street from the best suppliers | |
West and Eastside up, Eastsidaz | |
Suga Free | |
You might not ever get rich... | |
So you might as well go ahead and bust you a bitch... | |
Nigga, now if I hang around nine squares I would be the dif' | |
And if I hang around nine fools feelin' loose I would be the dif' | |
But if I hang around nine projects a mile I would be the dif' | |
And if I hang around nine rich business men I would be the dif' | |
Now if I had wings I' d fly | |
And if if was a fifth I' ll be alright | |
It ain' t so sippin' in my pimpin' | |
They don' t know | |
We got them regulars trickin' | |
We got it crackin' on the stroll | |
And I know sometime when I pee I forget to lift the seat | |
But she don' t cook, clean, cash every night, and her hair' s always neat | |
Nah nah, get gone | |
Don' t forget to remind me to whoop your motherfuckin' ass as soon as we get home | |
Chorus | |
Dogghouse niggaz, we ridaz | |
We always got a car load of bitches beside us | |
You punk motherfuckers wanna try and divide us | |
The homies on deck with the heaters behind us | |
Wide up, so bonafied up | |
This ain' t that same ol' shit you get tired of | |
The heat for the street from the best suppliers | |
West and Eastside up, Eastsidaz | |
Goldie Loc | |
Now this is dedicated to hoobangin', slangin' | |
Catch heat from this motherfuckin' dirty rap game | |
I won' t tell you nothin', that you might have been told | |
I won' t sell you nothin', that you might have had bought | |
Just fuck wit cha nigga cause I stay low gold | |
Quick to blast moms and pops and the dog Toto | |
You don' t know me nigga, so keep my name out your grill | |
If I see you on the streets I' m just gon' keep it way real | |
They know again, keepin' that shit gangsta cuhz | |
I got my head on straight, with my brain on buzz | |
Trust a slug, when it slip the AK' s flip | |
Squeezin' on the trigger yellin' Rollin' 20 Crip | |
Walkin' through the shadow of death, I see my shadow on my left | |
Grip tight with the heat on my right | |
Will I make it through these fucked up situations? | |
I' m headed to Dogghouse, so D' s paper chasin' motherfucker | |
Chorus | |
Dogghouse niggaz, we ridaz | |
We always got a car load of bitches beside us | |
You punk motherfuckers wanna try and divide us | |
The homies on deck with the heaters behind us | |
Wide up, so bonafied up | |
This ain' t that same ol' shit you get tired of | |
The heat for the street from the best suppliers | |
West and Eastside up, Eastsidaz | |
Outro: Snoop Dogg | |
Yeah, Bad Azz | |
' nuff said, ha ha | |
Smoke some nigga | |
Yeah yeah, Dogghouse | |
Beotch! |
zuò qǔ : Broadus, Brown, Gilliam, Long ... | |
feat. Snoop Dogg, Goldie Loc, Suga Free, Kokane | |
Kokane | |
I read them Dogghouse niggaz is Rip ridin' | |
YEA! | |
Bad Azz | |
I' m so proper I came up like a liqour store robber | |
I' m so L. A., like the Dodgers or the Lakers | |
Man I put money on players | |
On the corner, with the Mayor of Pomona | |
So break down, bitch, in a serious fashion | |
If the pimpin' don' t kill you than I' m forced to blast ya | |
It' s a paper thang, it ain' t about the pussy and dick | |
It' s the difference between you walkin' and you pushin' a whip | |
See it' s a major type of paper, caper, motivator, playa, neighbor | |
Haters hate us, I don' t give a fuck if you don' t play this later | |
I' m to the strip, I gotta check my money makers | |
Snoop Dogg | |
Do it to ' em now and save some for later | |
Chorus | |
Dogghouse niggaz, we ridaz | |
We always got a car load of bitches beside us | |
You punk motherfuckers wanna try and divide us | |
The homies on deck with the heaters behind us | |
Wide up, so bonafied up | |
This ain' t that same ol' shit you get tired of | |
The heat for the street from the best suppliers | |
West and Eastside up, Eastsidaz | |
Suga Free | |
You might not ever get rich... | |
So you might as well go ahead and bust you a bitch... | |
Nigga, now if I hang around nine squares I would be the dif' | |
And if I hang around nine fools feelin' loose I would be the dif' | |
But if I hang around nine projects a mile I would be the dif' | |
And if I hang around nine rich business men I would be the dif' | |
Now if I had wings I' d fly | |
And if if was a fifth I' ll be alright | |
It ain' t so sippin' in my pimpin' | |
They don' t know | |
We got them regulars trickin' | |
We got it crackin' on the stroll | |
And I know sometime when I pee I forget to lift the seat | |
But she don' t cook, clean, cash every night, and her hair' s always neat | |
Nah nah, get gone | |
Don' t forget to remind me to whoop your motherfuckin' ass as soon as we get home | |
Chorus | |
Dogghouse niggaz, we ridaz | |
We always got a car load of bitches beside us | |
You punk motherfuckers wanna try and divide us | |
The homies on deck with the heaters behind us | |
Wide up, so bonafied up | |
This ain' t that same ol' shit you get tired of | |
The heat for the street from the best suppliers | |
West and Eastside up, Eastsidaz | |
Goldie Loc | |
Now this is dedicated to hoobangin', slangin' | |
Catch heat from this motherfuckin' dirty rap game | |
I won' t tell you nothin', that you might have been told | |
I won' t sell you nothin', that you might have had bought | |
Just fuck wit cha nigga cause I stay low gold | |
Quick to blast moms and pops and the dog Toto | |
You don' t know me nigga, so keep my name out your grill | |
If I see you on the streets I' m just gon' keep it way real | |
They know again, keepin' that shit gangsta cuhz | |
I got my head on straight, with my brain on buzz | |
Trust a slug, when it slip the AK' s flip | |
Squeezin' on the trigger yellin' Rollin' 20 Crip | |
Walkin' through the shadow of death, I see my shadow on my left | |
Grip tight with the heat on my right | |
Will I make it through these fucked up situations? | |
I' m headed to Dogghouse, so D' s paper chasin' motherfucker | |
Chorus | |
Dogghouse niggaz, we ridaz | |
We always got a car load of bitches beside us | |
You punk motherfuckers wanna try and divide us | |
The homies on deck with the heaters behind us | |
Wide up, so bonafied up | |
This ain' t that same ol' shit you get tired of | |
The heat for the street from the best suppliers | |
West and Eastside up, Eastsidaz | |
Outro: Snoop Dogg | |
Yeah, Bad Azz | |
' nuff said, ha ha | |
Smoke some nigga | |
Yeah yeah, Dogghouse | |
Beotch! |