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(Intro) |
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Do you think it is by accident that everytime |
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a black leader appears on the horizon |
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with any kind of cleverness, or charisma he's cut down? |
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Malcom, Martin, Leadkur, I want you to arm yourself |
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And I've asked Josh to be your bodyguard |
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All right Dason |
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It might be good for Joshua to seal, like he has somethin' to do |
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So detatched from us, these are only for you |
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(Snoop Dogg) |
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Damn, cool, good, so good, gotta do wrong |
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so cold should... gotta do wrong |
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(Chorus: Snoop Dogg) |
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It seems like I gotta do wrong before they notice me |
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The world is filled with so much jealousy |
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You don't know who to trust cause you might get shot |
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(Snoop Dogg) |
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You might get got, and you might not |
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Make it to see a whole 'nother day, you better |
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watch your hand and watch how you play |
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Cause you don't know how the system might get you twisted |
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if you don't pay attention, and you'll come up missin' |
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I'ma give it to you - live and direct |
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Cause I know, a million niggas doin' bad and they check |
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They game every day but they try to find a way |
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But somehow, some way, there ain't no pay (uh) |
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It's the same game, from my town to your town |
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from L.A. to Chi-Town, Baghdad (that's right) |
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To the rebel we deliver the true game |
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And niggas gettin' upset cause they can't maintain (player haters) |
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Don't get mad cause I was blessed with a gift |
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To give you people what you need and no more deep shit (that's right) |
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Lit up, get up, sit up, I write it |
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Then I, put you all in the mood, you invited |
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So come on down and party with the pound (come on) |
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You ain't never heard a nigga come around and put it down |
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Just like the Soopa-Doopa, with no Woopers |
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Guranteed to comin' through the party, see you visual cooper |
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Take her to my criz-zay, what you dizzy-in' |
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I ain't gonna discuss this, no more about to bust it |
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And when I do it, I'm gonna touch it, no discussion |
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It's Snoop Dogg, I got some languages aimin' for the Russians |
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and the overseas g's, please |
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Let me get you one of these with another ill beat (number two) |
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I gots to do ya, like ya never been done |
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It's Snoop Dogg representin' Funk-2-1 |
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I'm about the gee-ist of 'em all |
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Can you name a rapper who can fade the dog - hell nah |
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And if you can - you're lyin' to yourself |
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And if you lyin', you're dryin' with your cover |
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And if you dyin, you fuckin' with your death |
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I'm Snoop Dogg and I'm the top rapper, at the top of the shelf |
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I leave these suckers in amazement, dazement |
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And Death Row is still the label that pays me |
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(Chorus: Snoop Dogg) |
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Seems like I gotta do wrong before they notice me |
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This world is filled with so much jealousy |
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I don't know who to trust cause |
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if I trust hey I might, end up shot (end up shot, hmm) |
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(Snoop Dogg) |
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I turn to the left and I turn to the right |
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I see some motherfuckers 'bout to have a fight (whassup, whasssup?) |
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What should I do? (should I do) Should I watch, uh? |
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Or should I jump in? Or should I come with the glock? |
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I knocks on the door, plus 'Oh No' |
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I gots to avoid the drama and take the slow-mo |
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type of approach - I'm the team and the coach |
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I hooks a left turn - no burn, for your concern, you gots to learn |
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Cause Snoop is on the mic and I'ma give you what you earned |
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And if you get it, watch me spit it |
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I'm commited to do it and I'm a still aquitted |
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Never ever did it, or forget it |
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This guranteed to keep the party hittin' |
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And I'ma give you people what you need |
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And I'ma smoke up on just like a bag of weed |
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And if you into the mixture and into the rapture |
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Just sit back and listen cause Snoop Dogg's about to catch ya |
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Snatch ya and adapt ya with the shit that I got (hmm-hmm) |
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I'm guranteed to rock the party non-stop (that's right) |
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You ain't never heard a rapper who can flip this script |
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Guranteed to make the hoe's go ahead and get whipped |
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And when they stop rockin' - they won't |
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But if you fake the funk (youse a punk), then youse a punk (haha) |
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You gots to keep it real with yourself baby boy (boy) |
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Cause if you don't then you ain't labelled 'The Real McCoy' |
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I'm Snoop Dogg, yes I'm true indeed |
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I'm guranteed to light it up and ride it up and side it up |
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I'm guarnteed to, do my thing |
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Everybody in the party if ya down to bang - sing |
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What'cha wanna do, what ya gots to |
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Cause this is somethin' to rock you |
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(Chorus: Snoop Dogg) |
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Seems like I gotta do wrong before they notice me |
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This world is filled with so much jealousy |
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I don't know who to trust cause |
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if I trust either I might, end up shot or (end up shot, hmm) |
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Seems like, (seems like), seems like, (seems like) |
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I gotta do wrong |
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Seems like, (seems like, uh), I gotta do wrong |
