Snoop Dogg, Big Tray Deee - Bacc In da Dayz lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Snoop Dogg, Big Tray Deee - Bacc In da Dayz lyrics]
Back in the days on the boulevard of Linden
We used to kick routines and
The presence was fitting
I used to come through with
The tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
I used to come through with
The tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
Standin' amazing, hit you in the brain
Get with Snoop Dogg
He can put you in the game
Put you on the stage, maybe even front page
Get a little fortune, have a little fame
Kill 'em with class
Toast to the boogie while you
Fill up your glass so quick, so fast
No razzmatazz, I'm just an eastside nigga
With my gangster ass, twenties
I used to pinch pennies
Only Gs, I don't fuck with no weenies
My clique is sick, it expandin'
To outlaws, riders and bandit's
What you gon' do
When we coming to a hood near you? You know
I used to come through with
The tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
I used to come through with
The tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
What's beef? 'Cause beef is in the kitchen
What you want dog? I'm on
A million dollar mission
How can you get it if
You ain't been through shit?
I'm just a seed that was planted by Ruthless
My family tree is so G
We was cut from the cloth called LBC
Crybaby, used to C Walk at the park
Pitbulls on a leash that would never bark
Real love, real dubs, real 'saniacs
Trip Locc, kinfolk, and Wayniac
Peace to the deceased that passed away
"Duces 'n Trayz: The Old Fashioned Way"
What you gon' do
When we pull up in a hood near you? You know
I used to come through with
The tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
I used to come through with
The tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
Yeah, certified official gangsta shit
Unfiltered, like a pack of humps, nigga
Detrimental to all and any that disrespect
Or deviate from the G calls
It's either hog status or buster status
It ain't no in betweens
You can't wake up and put this on, nigga
Every breath you breathe gotta be
Committed to this shit
Clappin' niggas, tappin' switches
Mackin' bitches
Mansion business and stackin riches
It's all a part of that
Lifestyle we created back
In the days for the world to follow
Gs up, forever
The boss dogg an' Tha General
Front line and on the east side
We used to kick routines and
The presence was fitting
I used to come through with
The tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
I used to come through with
The tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
Standin' amazing, hit you in the brain
Get with Snoop Dogg
He can put you in the game
Put you on the stage, maybe even front page
Get a little fortune, have a little fame
Kill 'em with class
Toast to the boogie while you
Fill up your glass so quick, so fast
No razzmatazz, I'm just an eastside nigga
With my gangster ass, twenties
I used to pinch pennies
Only Gs, I don't fuck with no weenies
My clique is sick, it expandin'
To outlaws, riders and bandit's
What you gon' do
When we coming to a hood near you? You know
I used to come through with
The tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
I used to come through with
The tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
What's beef? 'Cause beef is in the kitchen
What you want dog? I'm on
A million dollar mission
How can you get it if
You ain't been through shit?
I'm just a seed that was planted by Ruthless
My family tree is so G
We was cut from the cloth called LBC
Crybaby, used to C Walk at the park
Pitbulls on a leash that would never bark
Real love, real dubs, real 'saniacs
Trip Locc, kinfolk, and Wayniac
Peace to the deceased that passed away
"Duces 'n Trayz: The Old Fashioned Way"
What you gon' do
When we pull up in a hood near you? You know
I used to come through with
The tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
I used to come through with
The tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
Yeah, certified official gangsta shit
Unfiltered, like a pack of humps, nigga
Detrimental to all and any that disrespect
Or deviate from the G calls
It's either hog status or buster status
It ain't no in betweens
You can't wake up and put this on, nigga
Every breath you breathe gotta be
Committed to this shit
Clappin' niggas, tappin' switches
Mackin' bitches
Mansion business and stackin riches
It's all a part of that
Lifestyle we created back
In the days for the world to follow
Gs up, forever
The boss dogg an' Tha General
Front line and on the east side