| Lyrics: | This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now back to the
Gz
This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas now back to the
Gz
Verse One:
Freeze, at ease, now let me drop some more of them keys
It's
19-9-tre so let me just play
it's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre
But this
time I'ma hit yo' ass with a touch
To leave motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit back
relax new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack
for a second, and I'm still checkin
The dopest motherfucker that ya hearin on the
record
it's me, ya see, S-N-double-O-P
D-O-double-G-Y, the D-O-double-G
I'm fly as a
falcon, soarin through the sky
And I'm high till I dizzie, rizzide
So check it, I get busy,
I make your head dizzy
I blow up your mouth like I was Dizzy Gillespie
I'm crazy, you can't
phase me
I'm the S oh yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck with the stress
I'm all about the
chronic, bionic ya see
Every single day, chillin with the D-O-double-G's
P-O-U-N-D that's my
clique, my crew
Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up
I thought ya knew, but yet and
still
Ya wanna get real, now it's time to peel, ya say chill
and feel, the motherfuckin
realism
Snoop Doggy Dogg is on the mic i'm hittin hard as steel
nigga
Chorus
Verse Two:
How many hoes in your motherfuckin
group
Wanna take a ride in my 7-8 Coupe, DeVille
Chill, as i take you on a trip
where
them niggaz ride, and slide, you know about the East Side
Niggaz like myself, here to show you
where it's at
With my hoes on my side, and my strap on my back
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