From the Long Beach Chronicles to the Wall Street Journal
And give it to you motherfuckas like bust-a-bust
I do it for the G's and I do it for the hustlaz
(Snoop Dogg)
Fuck the police 'cuz all they wanna do is cuff us
I keep the heat on deck but in God we trust
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
And got a bad rep on the streets
And I still got my khakis creased
Who's the man with that dance?
Get the Dro' low anything will stand
(Yeah, I know the homie snoop)
(They riding on the side?)
Doin' by the ounces, lo' lo's bouncin'
Ninety doin' fakin' with kissin' on the couchin'
And can't none of ya'll, fuck wit us
(They riding on the side?)
Yeah they running on the side
'Cause I done seen so much, enuff to have your felons touched
(What the hell is goin' on? Someone's sleepin' in my home)
And you'se a flea and
Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
But that's how we get anotha doggy dogg housin'
I ain't really tryin' to be picky
Yeah they runnin' on the side
C walk to this
Who's the man with that dance?
(Snoop Dogg)
Yeah, they running on the side
(Snoop Dogg)
That is so relievin' and now ya niggas are leavin'
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
Homie you don' wanna see da, steel
And since I got time to drop it for you, I guess I must
Still rock the gin n' juice in hand
They all know the G with the cut in his coupe
Follow Rakim 'cause, I ain't no jokin'
(They riding on the side?)
Get in where you fit in, follow me
Who's the man with that dance?
Who kick the khakis from his pants?
Here to annihilate you mark-ass bustas
What I say 'cuz what I say is so real
This year we ain't fuck wit thousands
Who kick the khakis from his pants?
But if you give me somethin', it's got to be the sticky
Yeah I'm still loaded, hangin' wit my folk and
Who kick the khakis from his pants?
We clean with millions and we fly as a falcon
(Snoop Dogg)
Still rock the gin n' juice in hand
(Snoop Dogg)
But I'm still ridin' in macks, makin' 'em G Stacks
Get the Dro' low anything will stand
Now that's what you should do, now where's my baby-boo?
(Snoop Dogg)
But you can run up on the G but that's not thinkin' wisely
The one nigga is chilly, as if his name was Usher
Guess I'm rollin' in with them baby blue chucks
Yeah, C walk to this
Pull up to the doggy dogg pound, with a car fulla bitches
Fuckin' grits like Alice
Yeah, they running on the side
These pullas are contagious just like Ron Isley
(Snoop Dogg)
Still rock the gin n' juice in hand
Snoop to the D O double G
Get the Dro' low anything will stand
Check up on ya homies but they gave ya bad data
Bam, boom, watchoo gone do 'cuz?
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
(Snoop Dogg)
I'm still rockin' on these beats
It's the S N double O P and biggest dogg of 'em all
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
Boo to the ouchin', more a fountain
(Snoop Dogg)
Ask Bill Gates
(Snoop Dogg)
(Snoop Dogg)
And got them corn rows to the back
You don't wanna catch a body, you can't hear the party
Nigga fuckin' stop breathin'
(Snoop Dogg)
(They riding on the side?)
(Snoop Dogg)
(Snoop Dogg)
When the gunshots ratta, all ya boys scatta'
