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Snoop Dogg - "Who Got Some Gangsta Shit'"
Lyrics to Who Got Some Gangsta Shit' : Nine in the mornin, feds at my door (my door) Lou Cortez creakin cross the hardwood floor (right) Dippin thru the alley I made my escape Didnt even get a chance to grab my Snoop Dogg tape Man with no music but happy hes free Bailin fast as I can bail down 19th Street I got my sacks in my pocket and at least a grand Gold on my knuckle, my pistols closed in hand Im a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC Remotely controlled by the bomb-ity But just livin in big city is a serious task Didnt know what the feds wanted, didnt have time to ask (Snoop Doggy Dogg) Were comin with that G shit, that C shit that makin niggas sick How does it feel to see a G from your clique' Wake up, jumped out of bed wit my grin on (why') Last nights dice game got my win on About a G and a half is what I come with but twenty five Gs is what I left with *'Teatley'* was the word I heard I went deep in my pockets and threw my stars on the cone Gimme the dice so I can break you niggas I threw a C (C-I-X) so my point was the biggie Seven-four-four-tre back to back I sent two fools back to their lizzack (Kurupt) See now Im off to the graveyard shift and I gots ta pay my dues to make my grip But I chill cos my ho might call Aint no thang cos I sleeps all day and slang when night fall And I takes a quick walk up the block with my Glock cocke, ready to make a stop where I set up shop on 59th and 8th Ave where all the homies be hangin Thats where a niggall be slangin Im makin a cool grip of shit, this aint me so I put my chips together and cops a quarter ki And now the shops on deck and everything thats mines I protect with a Tek, I dont half step Now I got ends and Im rollin a Lexus, fuck a Benz, and so many new friends But I could only trust a few and unawarely I trusted you But if only G (Snoop) Its Snoop, homies from the motherfuckin get-go Devoted and quotin, back in 84 I was thirteen, G was a year older but I still wadnt afraid to throw him from his shoulders Gettin good on the hood was the anticipation and yeah, King Park was the destination Every nigga that I knew was at the Park that night even the smokers that be levellin gettin sparked tonight (Lil Style) Back on the streets, straight blue and grey cos I represent like every day Nigga you cant tell me I dont be on the spot when I can tell you all the homies that done get shot From at least about five years ago when I was in junior high goin to Marshall The homey use to come up to the school and rock and leave and have the bitches flockin his jock Damn them was the days of the past but since the Pizzound formed we been whippin peoples ass And everybody a blast and if you dont believe me nigga you can axe the homey Daz And thats your ass Fucked around and let Young Swoop take your cash (ha ha) He didnt even run, he walked away (bust) cos I let it sit that day I wished I was there I wouldve clowned but thats why we axed your bitch ass from the Pound Cos he wouldnt even squad back Man we cant fuck with no niggas like that Hell get us all cracked If the police was behind us, he wouldnt even jump out with the strap Now thats what I call a beeyatch! (Beeiyitch!) I second the emotion you was dropped the clique (yeah yeah) (Snoop) Some of these nigga are bitches too And some of these niggas look just like you So if youve ever been *'toetone'* go out and get your roll on you punk ass nigga, youll get stole on (Dat Nigga Daz) Its 5:30 in the mornin, now Im yizzawnin Now as I perceive to get G to a tee And before I bail to school you know I blaze up a sack Another day, another dollar for the gangsta mack Bitch act like you know, show me some sex and affection and let me dial slow, flossin, tossin a bitch (bitch) Yeah Dogg, one more thing I forgot to mention Shoot five niggas, shoot ten Shoot the piece, slip to your fiends Seven, goddamn it, when it deal A 64 for the honeys, straight ho for the G Young Daz, little nigga you cant fuck with me (Snoop) Now I knew that them niggas couldnt get at you So what made them niggas try to spit at you Disrespect a gang that snitch on you Yall punk ass niggas, man yall some bitches too (Young Swoop) Who got some gangsta gangsta shit' (ha ha) Swoop G, I heard somebodys speakin up on you Cos when I drop mines there was no more nickels and dimes just quarters, ounces, half ounces and quota PC is the season and I dont smoke blunt It sees the indo with skunk, I might as well get drunk To smoke some stress, that shitll put a hole in your chest I only want another twenty dollar, sure got me fucked up My hood is gettin hot and niggas is tryin ta plottin Come up off a young nigga, call his shots Swoop G aint the one, I do its to be done (aah) Al-ways have my gun and my G from 2-1 Its Cerritos but you dont hear me though cos you dont really know about the you-know, Im Cerritos, silly ho Swoop G by the fuckin L-Bs-C None of these nigga wanna fuck with these (aah) Swoop G, Swoop G, G [ Who Got Some Gangsta Shit' Lyrics ]
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