Snoop Dogg ft Tha Dogg Pound - Who Got Some Gangsta Shit? (Slowed Down)

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[@theoneandonly8524]

Smooth as silk

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[@leeroygrisby2937]

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[@leeroygrisby2937]

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[@reesedogg7001]

This song bring back memories. Good looking out this on point.

[@marcelo_vrda4589]

Verse 1: Lil' C-Style, Kurupt] Nine in the mornin', feds at my door (My door) Blue Cortez squeakin' 'cross the hardwood floor (Right) Dippin' through the alley I made my escape Didn't even get a chance to grab my Snoop Dogg tape Mad with no music but happy 'cause 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 neck, my pistol's close in hand I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC Remotely controlled by the bomb E.T But just livin' in Beach city is a serious task Didn't know what the feds wanted, didn't have time to ask [Verse 2: Snoop Doggy Dogg] We're 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 with my grin on (Why?) Last night's dice game, got my win on About a G and a half is what I came with But twenty-five G's is what I left with Tee-lee was the word I heard I went deep in my pockets and threw my stars on the curb Gimme the dice so I can break you niggas I threw a six (C-I-X) so my point was the biggest Seven, four, four, tre back to back I sent two fools back to they 'Leezzac [Verse 3: Kurupt] See now I'm off to the graveyard shift And I gotsta pay my dues to make my grip But I chill 'cause my ho might call Ain't no thang, 'cause I sleeps all day and slang when night fall And I takes a quick walk up the block With my Glock cocked, ready to make a stop where I set up shop On Fifty-nina, 8th Ave where all the homies be hangin' That's where a nigga'll be slangin' I'm makin' a cool grip of shit, this ain't me So I put my chips together and cops a quarter ki And now the shop's on deck And everything that's mines I protect with a Tec, I don't half step Now I got ends And I'm 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 I only knew [Verse 4: Snoop Doggy Dogg] G and Snoop, homies from the motherfuckin' get-go Devoted and quotin', back in '84 I was thirteen, G was a year older But I still wasn't afraid to throw 'em from the shoulders Gettin' put 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 lovin' to get sparked at night [Verse 5: Lil' C-Style, Snoop] Back on the streets, straight blue and gray 'Cause I represent like every day Nigga, you can't tell me I don't be on the spot When I can tell you all the homies that done got shot From at least about five years ago When I was in junior high goin' to Marshall The homie 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' people's ass And everybody'll blast And if you don't believe me, nigga, you can ask the homie Daz And that's your ass Fucked around and let Young Swoop take your cash (Haha) He didn't even run, he walked away (Busta) Cuz, I lived to see that day I wished I was there, I woulda clowned But that's why we "x"-ed your bitch ass from the Pound 'Cause he wouldn't even squab back Man, we can't fuck with no niggas like that He'll get us all cracked If the police was behind us, he wouldn't even jump out with the strap Now that's what I call a beeyatch! (Beeiyitch!) I second the motion, you was dropped from the clique (Yeah, yeah) [Bridge: Snoop Doggy Dogg] Some of these nigga are bitches, too And some of these niggas look just like you So if you've ever been told on Go out and get your roll on You punk ass nigga, you gettin' stole on [Verse 6: Dat Nigga Daz] It's 5:30 in the mornin', now I'm yizzawnin' Now as I proceed to get G to a tee And before I bail to school, you know I blaze up a sack Another day to clock a dollar for the gangsta mack Bitch, act like you know, show me some sex and affection And lick me down slow Flossin', tossin' a bitch (Bitch) Yeah Dogg, one more thing I forgot to mention Shoot five niggas, shoot ten Shoot the pink slip to your Benz Seven, goddamn it, win again A six and four for the hundred, straight four for a G Young Daz, little nigga, you can't fuck with me [Bridge: Snoop Doggy Dogg] Now I knew that them niggas couldn't get at you So what made them niggas try to spit at you? Disrespect the game then snitch on you Y'all punk ass niggas, man, y'all some bitches, too [Verse 7: Young Swoop G, Snoop] Who got some gangsta gangsta shit? (Haha) Swoop G, I heard somebody's speakin' up on me 'Cause when I drop mines there was no more nickels and dimes Just boulders, ounces, half ounces and quarter pieces See, it's the season and I don't smoke bunk It's either indo or skunk, I might as well get drunk Than smoke some stress, that shit'll 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 tryna plot and Come up off a young nigga callin' his shots Swoop G ain't the one, I do what's to be done (Ah) Always have my gun and my G from 2-1 (Ah, ah) In Cerritos, but you don't hear me though 'Cause you don't really know about the you-know On Cerritos, silly ho Swoop G, motherfuckin' LBC None of these nigga wanna fuck with me (Ah) Swoop G (Ah, ah, ah) G, G

[@AustinMonroe-l6r]

u only got 1 word wrong lol

[@mcredwolf925]

Ayyyyyy chill vibes 💜

[@jemalbailey3792]

Something 4 dat trunk

[@hauntedguerilla5104]

Now that's what I call a beee-atch

[@randybrummell1726]

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