Snoop Dogg, Brotha Lynch Hung - Dogg Market lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Snoop Dogg, Brotha Lynch Hung - Dogg Market lyrics]
I'm in a murderous-mental mind state
Monopolizin on 'em
Enterprise with homicide
Rock this dope and cut them corners
(corners)
Worldwide, visualize, two young killas
On the rise
Ain't that a bitch
Snoop Dogg and Brotha Lynch
And we remain bombed out (what) , no doubt
Eat niggas up with sour crout
(what up) , hollow 'em out
'Bout to open my own business
Siccmade Meats
Where you gonna get your product from nigga?
Sacramento streets (WHY) , gotta be
'Cause these niggas be trippin
I'm dippin in and out the
City with the?? whip
(what)
With no pity
Dingy, dirty, grimey and gritty, get me
I had a bundle of bitchest before
I had a bundle a dollas
A fist full a problems while
I'm poppin my collar
(ay, ay, ay)
Sockin bustas
Frontin hustlers with they work
On the streets
From the streets, to the sweets
(to the what)
To the slugs, to the east (man)
Please believe, let me holler at you nephew
What you do and what I do
I'll make you wan' act a fool
Alright, wait, wait, wait, hold up
Avian lies up in the city
Smashin with the fifty-slug
No love
Leave ya layin down lookin at the stars above
('cause what)
'Cause everything fade to black
Like a scene change, ain't it strange
Illegal procedure through out the game
Lets ya nuts hang, hit the rain
(rain)
?? like??, laid 'em up with the hay
They, found the body three months later as
I hit him with the potato
Ate up his midsection
Recollection, murder on my mind
(ay what)
Got me chin-checkin, and they said
(that real?) , heard it all the time
That's what these muthafuckas
Think about me
They ain't made it
Mad 'cause niggas be tryna' [?] some G's
Smoke weed ([?] some G's, smoke weed)
Everyday, best believe, everyday
Ay you
You nigga tryna' start [?] move out my way
Bet you never see me in black clothes
Creepin out the back yard
Hard-boiled with lead toes
I got so much to do with so little time
My folks smoke dope that'll blow ya mind
Hmm
I bust a bitch about a quarter 'til nine
So by 10:15 I got my dick on her spine
Relax, recline, roll somethin nigga
Hit this shit, blaze it up, now raise it up
The grip and the bitch, yeah, stays with us
Now, a lot a y'all niggas be talkin 'bout
Y'all livin it up, and give it up
But let me take ya back to the essence
And shit
Meditate and drop a message and shit
You crumb-snatchin, no rappin peasants
The big dog want it all
I came back to snatch all y'all presents
Dippin, slippin, slidin away
From the Sac-town to the L-B
We do this shit like everyday
Do you feel me, I'm the untouchable
Fuckin with the rectable
Unquestionable, remarkable
Fabulous and all that shit
You know
I'm the original
Biiitch, the original, biiitch
Monopolizin on 'em
Enterprise with homicide
Rock this dope and cut them corners
(corners)
Worldwide, visualize, two young killas
On the rise
Ain't that a bitch
Snoop Dogg and Brotha Lynch
And we remain bombed out (what) , no doubt
Eat niggas up with sour crout
(what up) , hollow 'em out
'Bout to open my own business
Siccmade Meats
Where you gonna get your product from nigga?
Sacramento streets (WHY) , gotta be
'Cause these niggas be trippin
I'm dippin in and out the
City with the?? whip
(what)
With no pity
Dingy, dirty, grimey and gritty, get me
I had a bundle of bitchest before
I had a bundle a dollas
A fist full a problems while
I'm poppin my collar
(ay, ay, ay)
Sockin bustas
Frontin hustlers with they work
On the streets
From the streets, to the sweets
(to the what)
To the slugs, to the east (man)
Please believe, let me holler at you nephew
What you do and what I do
I'll make you wan' act a fool
Alright, wait, wait, wait, hold up
Avian lies up in the city
Smashin with the fifty-slug
No love
Leave ya layin down lookin at the stars above
('cause what)
'Cause everything fade to black
Like a scene change, ain't it strange
Illegal procedure through out the game
Lets ya nuts hang, hit the rain
(rain)
?? like??, laid 'em up with the hay
They, found the body three months later as
I hit him with the potato
Ate up his midsection
Recollection, murder on my mind
(ay what)
Got me chin-checkin, and they said
(that real?) , heard it all the time
That's what these muthafuckas
Think about me
They ain't made it
Mad 'cause niggas be tryna' [?] some G's
Smoke weed ([?] some G's, smoke weed)
Everyday, best believe, everyday
Ay you
You nigga tryna' start [?] move out my way
Bet you never see me in black clothes
Creepin out the back yard
Hard-boiled with lead toes
I got so much to do with so little time
My folks smoke dope that'll blow ya mind
Hmm
I bust a bitch about a quarter 'til nine
So by 10:15 I got my dick on her spine
Relax, recline, roll somethin nigga
Hit this shit, blaze it up, now raise it up
The grip and the bitch, yeah, stays with us
Now, a lot a y'all niggas be talkin 'bout
Y'all livin it up, and give it up
But let me take ya back to the essence
And shit
Meditate and drop a message and shit
You crumb-snatchin, no rappin peasants
The big dog want it all
I came back to snatch all y'all presents
Dippin, slippin, slidin away
From the Sac-town to the L-B
We do this shit like everyday
Do you feel me, I'm the untouchable
Fuckin with the rectable
Unquestionable, remarkable
Fabulous and all that shit
You know
I'm the original
Biiitch, the original, biiitch