Текст песни Snoop Dogg f Daz Dillinger - Dead Man Walkin
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[Snoop Dogg]Southern hospitalityYea (This that south shit boy)Y`all know how we do this (shit)What up foolThis for all my boys in MississippiMagnolia, McConnell (fightin south you know)This for all my boys in Tennessee (tell `em)Holler at ya boy when I get there (MJG and Eightball)All my playas in HoustonAtlanta GA (Georgia boys, in the hou-)(We`ll say sup to that New Orleans clique out there)[Snoop Dogg]It`s a Sunday a fun day, one dayAway from Monday, and all day ain`t no gunplayAnd everything is alright outside (why)Cuz ? put his speech down and got all the brothers to rideFor one cause, and that`s how it is y`allWise on up to rise on up dawgEach one teach one, let the lesson be taughtIt ain`t my fault your homie Tommy Boy got caughtIf he was slicker than grease, he woulda been at peaceInstead tryna ride while the war was at cease[Daz Dillinger]When me and Snoop was kids we always knew this kid named TommyHis parents died left him with gangit kinds of moneyBut Tommy was a hustler from around the wayStayed on the northside of town, is where he sayHe payed attention to whatever, they was games so cleverIf the situation was bad it can only get betterHe ran around the dope house[Snoop Dogg (Daz)]So he put us up on his schemeHe knew that we was riders so he wanted us on his team(Uh, poor Tommy)Getcha money, size team (uh)Getcha money man(He was out to get paid)Getcha money man (Poor Tommy)Getcha money man (Me and Snoop on his team)(Get paid) Gotta have that money man (Getcha money man)Getcha money man (Getcha money man)[Snoop Dogg]Tommy was a rider, big moneyTommy had everything, it wasn`t funnyAll the younger G`s used to look up to himBut there was no way, that the bigger ones could do himThey would try him, try him, everytime he was slickBut he never would slip, he always had his gripAnd if he did, he`d get away cuz he was just to fastHomie up Tommy, Tommy, Tommy`s out to mashGet it, get it, get it, cuz ya gotta have itAnd when ya get make sure ya grab it and stab itMaintain it, brain it, the way ya gots toCuz this is somethin to rock to[Daz]Man, we sacked up dollars and Caddies,Omiscious muggin `em for himWe had to gather up cash - whoever owed it to himThe hitman had hit us, niggas runnin shit,and never wantin to quit us, when the machine gun spitNow we really deep in the game, now it`s murder and drugsNo names involved when that nigga caught a slugTommy told us forget it, that he`s always down wit usThe problems of the murder will be aquitted (young nigga)[Snoop Dogg]Now word on the streets is that Machine Gun Tommy,ridin on big ballers for a pasttime hobbySo if ya havin money, and ya smoke big weedFirst thing ya need is a security teamAnd we provide, or should I say we ride for TommyMy compadre, and if he say "spray em", we spraySo I suggest, you get with the `PG,or find yourself layin six feet dizzy[Daz (Snoop Dogg)]We was down with big Tommy(Getcha money man.. getcha money man.. getcha money man)On the streets doing his thang, gettin paid(Getcha money man.. getcha money man..)(Getcha money man.. getcha money man..)We was down with big Tommy(Getcha money man.. getcha money man.. getcha money man)Me and Snoop still on his team, big pimps gettin paidWe was down with big Tommy(Getcha money man.. getcha money man.. getcha money man)We was down with big Tommy(Getcha money man.. getcha money man..)Check me out now man