Doggy’s Angels, Kokane, Snoop Dogg - Hoodtraps lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Doggy’s Angels, Kokane, Snoop Dogg - Hoodtraps lyrics]
Sometimes I just sit alone in the dark
And blaze a whole zone
Chronic fills my mind, whoa-whoa
I'm thinkin' bout stressful times
The world is gettin' colder
My mama always said I would
Possess a burden on myself
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
I'm stuck on stupid but I'm movin' again
We rock from the treetop
Why you worryin' bout what we got?
Curbs, birds, and homies slangin' peacocks
He plot, we plot, he cocked, we shot
Karl Kani stomp these niggas like Reebok
Black folks is a mess, why we not
Pushin' for the same goals
Boy you done sold your soul
However do ya want it?
A penny for your thought or
A nickel for your kiss
If you ain't gettin' the millions
Why you fuckin' with it?
Hmm, hell yeah, everybody gotta eat
But you ridin' with the Devil
In your motherfuckin' passengers seat
From bread and butter to bread and meat
You bitch ass niggas ain't gettin' me
So why y'all sweatin' me, darin' me
Ain't nar' one of you
Motherfuckers scarin' me, this LBC
It's so heavy on my mind all the time
So heavy on my mind, all the time
It's so heavy on my mind all the time
So heavy on my mind, all the time
I used to have a homie who would lend me cash
Let me use his car and stay down for the mash
And when the game came to me I
Did the same for his ass
But he just kept on bringin' up the past
Let him ride out of town first-class
Had him drinkin' champagne out
A hundred dollar glass
Talkin' bout things that a nigga never had
Bought him his first pad, now my nigga mad
Called up my dad
Asked him what to do about it he said "Son
You need to pray for your enemies"
Now look at me, I'm puttin' it in God's hands
And this nigga talkin' bout gettin' at me man
Shit, the names have been changed
To protect us all cause on the real
Y'all need to holler at me dogg
I'm tryin' to put the West
Coast back on the map
And I ain't goin' for no
Hoodtraps by no motherfuckin' hoodrats
It's so heavy on my mind all the time
So heavy on my mind, all the time
It's so heavy on my mind all the time
So heavy on my mind, all the time
Y'all ain't ready for her
The hoodrat with the good cat
I'll watch these fools like
Somethin' out of Hollywood
They act like they on top of the world
Y'all can't stop this girl from bringin'
Somethin' new to the world
Boy, my G's is movin' ki's across borders
I push dope through your tape recorders
And everybody wanna hit but
Everybody ain't got this
At a show watch Big Chan rock it
Like gangs my shit bang in the streets
I hang with niggas who creep
Through hoods and keep heat
Under my pillow so I could sleep, good
Big Chan make every party bounce
Like my homies Fleetwood
Uh, my mission is to move y'all
Like I was a U-Haul
Everybody claim to put in work
Who with Ru Paul?
They comedians, and like Tony
I'ma make sure they never breathe again
It's so heavy on my mind all the time
So heavy on my mind, all the time
It's so heavy on my mind all the time
So heavy on my mind, all the time
Sometimes I just sit alone in the dark
And blaze a whole zone
Chronic fills my mind, whoa-whoa
Thinkin' bout stressful times
The world is gettin' colder
Mama said I'm a burden on myself
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
And blaze a whole zone
Chronic fills my mind, whoa-whoa
I'm thinkin' bout stressful times
The world is gettin' colder
My mama always said I would
Possess a burden on myself
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
I'm stuck on stupid but I'm movin' again
We rock from the treetop
Why you worryin' bout what we got?
Curbs, birds, and homies slangin' peacocks
He plot, we plot, he cocked, we shot
Karl Kani stomp these niggas like Reebok
Black folks is a mess, why we not
Pushin' for the same goals
Boy you done sold your soul
However do ya want it?
A penny for your thought or
A nickel for your kiss
If you ain't gettin' the millions
Why you fuckin' with it?
Hmm, hell yeah, everybody gotta eat
But you ridin' with the Devil
In your motherfuckin' passengers seat
From bread and butter to bread and meat
You bitch ass niggas ain't gettin' me
So why y'all sweatin' me, darin' me
Ain't nar' one of you
Motherfuckers scarin' me, this LBC
It's so heavy on my mind all the time
So heavy on my mind, all the time
It's so heavy on my mind all the time
So heavy on my mind, all the time
I used to have a homie who would lend me cash
Let me use his car and stay down for the mash
And when the game came to me I
Did the same for his ass
But he just kept on bringin' up the past
Let him ride out of town first-class
Had him drinkin' champagne out
A hundred dollar glass
Talkin' bout things that a nigga never had
Bought him his first pad, now my nigga mad
Called up my dad
Asked him what to do about it he said "Son
You need to pray for your enemies"
Now look at me, I'm puttin' it in God's hands
And this nigga talkin' bout gettin' at me man
Shit, the names have been changed
To protect us all cause on the real
Y'all need to holler at me dogg
I'm tryin' to put the West
Coast back on the map
And I ain't goin' for no
Hoodtraps by no motherfuckin' hoodrats
It's so heavy on my mind all the time
So heavy on my mind, all the time
It's so heavy on my mind all the time
So heavy on my mind, all the time
Y'all ain't ready for her
The hoodrat with the good cat
I'll watch these fools like
Somethin' out of Hollywood
They act like they on top of the world
Y'all can't stop this girl from bringin'
Somethin' new to the world
Boy, my G's is movin' ki's across borders
I push dope through your tape recorders
And everybody wanna hit but
Everybody ain't got this
At a show watch Big Chan rock it
Like gangs my shit bang in the streets
I hang with niggas who creep
Through hoods and keep heat
Under my pillow so I could sleep, good
Big Chan make every party bounce
Like my homies Fleetwood
Uh, my mission is to move y'all
Like I was a U-Haul
Everybody claim to put in work
Who with Ru Paul?
They comedians, and like Tony
I'ma make sure they never breathe again
It's so heavy on my mind all the time
So heavy on my mind, all the time
It's so heavy on my mind all the time
So heavy on my mind, all the time
Sometimes I just sit alone in the dark
And blaze a whole zone
Chronic fills my mind, whoa-whoa
Thinkin' bout stressful times
The world is gettin' colder
Mama said I'm a burden on myself
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa