Kurupt, Snoop Dogg, Goldie Loc - Bring Back That G Shit lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Kurupt, Snoop Dogg, Goldie Loc - Bring Back That G Shit lyrics]
Ride, ride rough, ride on, ride on
Roll on, roll on what!, what!, what!
Ride on, ride on, roll on
Nigga what!, w-w-what!, what!, w-w-what!
Ride on
This is the game you wanna spit to a nigga
Let a nigga know it's all right, cascades
And G'z stompin' on niggas like parades
Escapades and charades played
When the stampede stopped
And it continuously Young Gotti
Seen so many bodies
Drop fours hop classics and drastic measures
Principle's a pleasure and penal endeavours
Whatever the case, whatever case
It's caught on a chase
When a chase, it began in the facial of race
Me and Fred, he make beats, I make rhymes
And Snoop, he controls and calculates
Impervious moves, the Pound Pentagon
Wit a pistols, I holla where the gangstas' at
Daz poppin' his coller, nigga sweet and sour
Pop Chucks and collers
Rollin' through the streets in my '84 Impala
Holla, holla, if you wanna
We gon' run it from the co'na
It's the killa Califo'nia
Ya see, I do it to ya
Cause I know it screw ya, ya try up do us
But you can't cause you lovin' this beat
Uh, uh we dump, dump to make you pump, pump
We comin' wit the heat to make ya trunk bump
Freddy said he had a whole a
Gritty down to go steady
And stick up Eddie for his fedy and
Bring it all back to daddy
I want bread, cheese now put it on the patty
Knick Knack style, kick back and flip files
In the verge, on now listen now honey child
Bow Wow, do ya now
How ya like it doggystyle?
Smile and grinnin', sippin' on some gin'n
Roll wit a cap and ya all strapped in
Once ya back in, it's straight mackin'
I keep it crackin'
This is how we all get down
Bring back that "G" shit fo' me!
I know I slept you, kept ya, fin'na fetch ya
Snatch ya back too
Slapped you and rapped too
The vacuum sat 'chu and rat packed you
Act two now what must I do, to get you back
To the way is used to see, D-P-G-C'ology
I'm not talkin' 'bout chemistry or biology
This "G"'ology, you feelin' me
Niggas be killin' me and willin' me
Silly he, thinkin' y'all gon' smash on me
Blast on me, the audacity
I'll take ya back to the ol' skool
And let ya cut class wit me
Get some ass wit me
Then get us somethin' to drink and let you
Sip out the same glass as me
And now you a killa
And it was all over weed and
A tall can of milla, illa
Kill a nigga like a flea
Bigg Snoopy D-O double gizzle
Way off tha hizzle my nizzle
I hit niggas and bitches if
You fuck wit my mental
Cause I'm a killa and stick release
Ya pop like a pimple
If you don't got my money I suggest you run
Cause the Gold Loc
He do you like a 20 or done
Ain't no fun the way I play
Nigga I plays fo' keeps
No details you've just been sweeped to sweep
Locations, directions, not even a trace
Bitch I doubt it
If ya body get found like waste
In the alley, killa Cali
This Eastsidaz Crips
Never slip, set trip, and smoke chronic dip
Cuz!
Snoop Doggy Dogg has to give it to ya
Fredwreck got the reefers bumpin' through ya
Goldie Loc can put the G and the C
Wit Kurupt Young Gotti from the D-P-G
Bitch
Hey!
Roll on, roll on what!, what!, what!
Ride on, ride on, roll on
Nigga what!, w-w-what!, what!, w-w-what!
Ride on
This is the game you wanna spit to a nigga
Let a nigga know it's all right, cascades
And G'z stompin' on niggas like parades
Escapades and charades played
When the stampede stopped
And it continuously Young Gotti
Seen so many bodies
Drop fours hop classics and drastic measures
Principle's a pleasure and penal endeavours
Whatever the case, whatever case
It's caught on a chase
When a chase, it began in the facial of race
Me and Fred, he make beats, I make rhymes
And Snoop, he controls and calculates
Impervious moves, the Pound Pentagon
Wit a pistols, I holla where the gangstas' at
Daz poppin' his coller, nigga sweet and sour
Pop Chucks and collers
Rollin' through the streets in my '84 Impala
Holla, holla, if you wanna
We gon' run it from the co'na
It's the killa Califo'nia
Ya see, I do it to ya
Cause I know it screw ya, ya try up do us
But you can't cause you lovin' this beat
Uh, uh we dump, dump to make you pump, pump
We comin' wit the heat to make ya trunk bump
Freddy said he had a whole a
Gritty down to go steady
And stick up Eddie for his fedy and
Bring it all back to daddy
I want bread, cheese now put it on the patty
Knick Knack style, kick back and flip files
In the verge, on now listen now honey child
Bow Wow, do ya now
How ya like it doggystyle?
Smile and grinnin', sippin' on some gin'n
Roll wit a cap and ya all strapped in
Once ya back in, it's straight mackin'
I keep it crackin'
This is how we all get down
Bring back that "G" shit fo' me!
I know I slept you, kept ya, fin'na fetch ya
Snatch ya back too
Slapped you and rapped too
The vacuum sat 'chu and rat packed you
Act two now what must I do, to get you back
To the way is used to see, D-P-G-C'ology
I'm not talkin' 'bout chemistry or biology
This "G"'ology, you feelin' me
Niggas be killin' me and willin' me
Silly he, thinkin' y'all gon' smash on me
Blast on me, the audacity
I'll take ya back to the ol' skool
And let ya cut class wit me
Get some ass wit me
Then get us somethin' to drink and let you
Sip out the same glass as me
And now you a killa
And it was all over weed and
A tall can of milla, illa
Kill a nigga like a flea
Bigg Snoopy D-O double gizzle
Way off tha hizzle my nizzle
I hit niggas and bitches if
You fuck wit my mental
Cause I'm a killa and stick release
Ya pop like a pimple
If you don't got my money I suggest you run
Cause the Gold Loc
He do you like a 20 or done
Ain't no fun the way I play
Nigga I plays fo' keeps
No details you've just been sweeped to sweep
Locations, directions, not even a trace
Bitch I doubt it
If ya body get found like waste
In the alley, killa Cali
This Eastsidaz Crips
Never slip, set trip, and smoke chronic dip
Cuz!
Snoop Doggy Dogg has to give it to ya
Fredwreck got the reefers bumpin' through ya
Goldie Loc can put the G and the C
Wit Kurupt Young Gotti from the D-P-G
Bitch
Hey!