Snoop Dogg - Don't Do The Crime lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Snoop Dogg - Don't Do The Crime lyrics]
Don't do the crime if you can't do the time
Yeah don't do it
Fell off into a party in the cpt
Niggas looking at me strange
But I'm up on the game
I ain't fking with them niggas no mo
Shit, I feel the same way y'all feel
Nigga, fk death row (ha ha)
I cut em loose, send em juice
With visine in their cup
Catch em slipping, all my homeys get em stuck
It's the tale of a whale locked in a cell
On the streets he was the heat
Cause 'cause had major mail
Had his homeboys plugged, wearing gold chains
Hanging at the studio, splurging and thangs
Nigga fking off money, saving them hoes
Fked off some money of mine
And bought me a white rolls
Living on wilshire in a penthouse suite
Fking bad bitches seven days a week
Colder than a motherfker but now I'm hot
Floss me a brand new suit from dionne scott
I guess I'm balling now money falling down
I can hear them movie star
Bitches calling me now
Doggy dogg come and get with the pg
Mr calvin broadus could you please
Come and see me but I ain't tripping
I'm just dogg pound cripping
Talking big shit and in a bulletproof dipping
Make my own beats, so fk y'all too
And I'm down with the niggas
From the you know who we get to the point
Blaze the joint
Step into the party and holla at everybody
As long as the gin get mixed with juice
And the five on the crap
Game gon hit with deuce
Shit niggas gon be niggas so nigga
Nigga what
Just because I'm having paper don't mean fk
I once was in the same predicament you was
Thinking to myself "damn should
I kill 'cause? " but I know deep in my heart
Two wrongs ain't right
And it started from a fist fight
I only got one life to live
I'm trying to see a
Grandfather with some grandkids you dig?
I'm trying to live long like my hair
Put the shit down, like fred estaire
I want to share my world
But how the fk can I share it
Everytime I throw you something
You look at mine and compare it
Man, it's a cold shame but it's a cold game
I ain't make the rules to this game
Look, all I know and all I do
Is try to come through with something new
Banging for you
So whatever you do, you like it or not
Because when your shit play out
I be back on the dope spot
My grandpappy once sat me in
His lap and he said
"son get your money like that"
(get your money, man)
I sit alone in the zone face of stone
Live the live of al capone a don corleone
Casually casualties, fatalities
And all kind of funny looking
Niggas coming after me funny, it's got me
Dodging, dipping, slipping, and sliding
Eastside up, eastsiders cause we riding
(eastside up) this is portable something to
Fk with your ear
Doggy dogg will appear to make
It sound so clear
I fks it up, like I always do
And that's a trick i'm saying some shit
To make the bitches want to suck my dick
See it's an everyday thang
Communicating to y'all with the
Dogg pound slang
Back up in the house and we just don't stop
Call ya mama, fk her fat
Call the motherfking cops
Hit roccs, yeah, you know what? you know what
They told me like this
Yeah don't do it
Fell off into a party in the cpt
Niggas looking at me strange
But I'm up on the game
I ain't fking with them niggas no mo
Shit, I feel the same way y'all feel
Nigga, fk death row (ha ha)
I cut em loose, send em juice
With visine in their cup
Catch em slipping, all my homeys get em stuck
It's the tale of a whale locked in a cell
On the streets he was the heat
Cause 'cause had major mail
Had his homeboys plugged, wearing gold chains
Hanging at the studio, splurging and thangs
Nigga fking off money, saving them hoes
Fked off some money of mine
And bought me a white rolls
Living on wilshire in a penthouse suite
Fking bad bitches seven days a week
Colder than a motherfker but now I'm hot
Floss me a brand new suit from dionne scott
I guess I'm balling now money falling down
I can hear them movie star
Bitches calling me now
Doggy dogg come and get with the pg
Mr calvin broadus could you please
Come and see me but I ain't tripping
I'm just dogg pound cripping
Talking big shit and in a bulletproof dipping
Make my own beats, so fk y'all too
And I'm down with the niggas
From the you know who we get to the point
Blaze the joint
Step into the party and holla at everybody
As long as the gin get mixed with juice
And the five on the crap
Game gon hit with deuce
Shit niggas gon be niggas so nigga
Nigga what
Just because I'm having paper don't mean fk
I once was in the same predicament you was
Thinking to myself "damn should
I kill 'cause? " but I know deep in my heart
Two wrongs ain't right
And it started from a fist fight
I only got one life to live
I'm trying to see a
Grandfather with some grandkids you dig?
I'm trying to live long like my hair
Put the shit down, like fred estaire
I want to share my world
But how the fk can I share it
Everytime I throw you something
You look at mine and compare it
Man, it's a cold shame but it's a cold game
I ain't make the rules to this game
Look, all I know and all I do
Is try to come through with something new
Banging for you
So whatever you do, you like it or not
Because when your shit play out
I be back on the dope spot
My grandpappy once sat me in
His lap and he said
"son get your money like that"
(get your money, man)
I sit alone in the zone face of stone
Live the live of al capone a don corleone
Casually casualties, fatalities
And all kind of funny looking
Niggas coming after me funny, it's got me
Dodging, dipping, slipping, and sliding
Eastside up, eastsiders cause we riding
(eastside up) this is portable something to
Fk with your ear
Doggy dogg will appear to make
It sound so clear
I fks it up, like I always do
And that's a trick i'm saying some shit
To make the bitches want to suck my dick
See it's an everyday thang
Communicating to y'all with the
Dogg pound slang
Back up in the house and we just don't stop
Call ya mama, fk her fat
Call the motherfking cops
Hit roccs, yeah, you know what? you know what
They told me like this