歌曲 | Still a G Thang |
歌手 | Snoop Dogg |
专辑 | The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits, Volume 2 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
(DPG) | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
(DPG) | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
(DPG) | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
(DPG) | |
It's like 4 and to the 5 and to the 6 and to the 7 | |
I once was told that all Doggs go to Heaven | |
Well, how ya been? Where ya been and what it look like? | |
My game trump tight especially when it bump like | |
Four DPG's gettin' crazy | |
And No Limit is the label that pays me | |
Ridin' 'round town layin' game down like Goldie | |
And I remember what my momma showed me | |
Told me game recognize game | |
And stay true to what ya do and 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 bad muthafucka | |
I fall to my knees, thank God before I do my thang | |
I don't know why, I love to gang bang | |
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 and P know, see loc' | |
We make music for the thugs and the bangers | |
And the bitches, fuck them R&B singers | |
She want a nigga with his khackies hangin' real low | |
In a black rag Sixty-four | |
Hit it down the street, way clean | |
Bangin' that real shit nigga like Al Green | |
I'm headed straight to the LB | |
‽Forget itâ€, 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 | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
(DPG) | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
(DPG) | |
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 and 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? Huh! | |
I'm the capital S, 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 blowin' 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 | |
With Snoop Dogg is the representer | |
Through the niggas and G's through the LBC's | |
Through the Calio projects, Brooklyn to Queens | |
Chi-town woe now, the Dogg Pound in the house | |
Every time we touch down right next to my hometown | |
D-town, Eastside 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, they want the | |
Nigga with the biggest nuts | |
A nigga who don't give a fuck | |
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, oh, yeah | |
And my little cousin DAZ, forever, nigga | |
This DPGC, oh, yeah, and Dr. DRE [Incomprehensible] | |
You know where I'm at? 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 thang, it's still a G thang | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
(DPG) | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
(DPG) | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
(DPG) | |
... |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
It' s like 4 and to the 5 and to the 6 and to the 7 | |
I once was told that all Doggs go to Heaven | |
Well, how ya been? Where ya been and what it look like? | |
My game trump tight especially when it bump like | |
Four DPG' s gettin' crazy | |
And No Limit is the label that pays me | |
Ridin' ' round town layin' game down like Goldie | |
And I remember what my momma showed me | |
Told me game recognize game | |
And stay true to what ya do and 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 bad muthafucka | |
I fall to my knees, thank God before I do my thang | |
I don' t know why, I love to gang bang | |
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 and P know, see loc' | |
We make music for the thugs and the bangers | |
And the bitches, fuck them R B singers | |
She want a nigga with his khackies hangin' real low | |
In a black rag Sixtyfour | |
Hit it down the street, 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 | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
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 and 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? Huh! | |
I' m the capital S, 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 lolo or blowin' 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 | |
With Snoop Dogg is the representer | |
Through the niggas and G' s through the LBC' s | |
Through the Calio projects, Brooklyn to Queens | |
Chitown woe now, the Dogg Pound in the house | |
Every time we touch down right next to my hometown | |
Dtown, Eastside 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, they want the | |
Nigga with the biggest nuts | |
A nigga who don' t give a fuck | |
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, oh, yeah | |
And my little cousin DAZ, forever, nigga | |
This DPGC, oh, yeah, and Dr. DRE Incomprehensible | |
You know where I' m at? 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 thang, it' s still a G thang | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
... |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
It' s like 4 and to the 5 and to the 6 and to the 7 | |
I once was told that all Doggs go to Heaven | |
Well, how ya been? Where ya been and what it look like? | |
My game trump tight especially when it bump like | |
Four DPG' s gettin' crazy | |
And No Limit is the label that pays me | |
Ridin' ' round town layin' game down like Goldie | |
And I remember what my momma showed me | |
Told me game recognize game | |
And stay true to what ya do and 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 bad muthafucka | |
I fall to my knees, thank God before I do my thang | |
I don' t know why, I love to gang bang | |
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 and P know, see loc' | |
We make music for the thugs and the bangers | |
And the bitches, fuck them R B singers | |
She want a nigga with his khackies hangin' real low | |
In a black rag Sixtyfour | |
Hit it down the street, 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 | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
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 and 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? Huh! | |
I' m the capital S, 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 lolo or blowin' 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 | |
With Snoop Dogg is the representer | |
Through the niggas and G' s through the LBC' s | |
Through the Calio projects, Brooklyn to Queens | |
Chitown woe now, the Dogg Pound in the house | |
Every time we touch down right next to my hometown | |
Dtown, Eastside 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, they want the | |
Nigga with the biggest nuts | |
A nigga who don' t give a fuck | |
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, oh, yeah | |
And my little cousin DAZ, forever, nigga | |
This DPGC, oh, yeah, and Dr. DRE Incomprehensible | |
You know where I' m at? 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 thang, it' s still a G thang | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
Top dollar with the gold flea collar | |
Dippin' in my blue Impala | |
DPG | |
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