Текст песни Snoop Dogg f Fiend, Mystikal - Snoop World (The Game is to be Sold Not
Snoop Dogg f Fiend, Mystikal - Snoop World (The Game is to be Sold Not слова песни
[Snoop Talking]Hell yeahThat was a mothafuckin` tripThe way y`all niggaz had the whole world sayin` UH!!!, na, na, na, naThis here the Doggfather, rappin` on this shit hereCheck this outChorus:Let me here ya sayWoof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafuckerBow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (come on, everybody say)Everybody, let me hear ya sayWoof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafuckerBow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay[Fiend]I run with convicted felonsScream, yellin`Bitch I`ma soldier!Stick in my chrome reciever, and I fins to get it onInfluenced by the doljaBlastin` at the rollersCallin` couple of soldiersFuckin` up with this song bitchYour mom shoulda told yaI ain`t nothin` niceSnoop brought the bossI got the spark, lets go on a body highPut it on my life, and my favorite weed pipeSoldiers greed, with iceWatch me budda up in the nightCarefull to forever, the one that ?? shot himBringin` the drama like a punk, but your fucking somebodyWhut Lodi Dodi, send a duce up in dey coupeBut after a hard eightSnoop and his soldiers gonna make ya sayChorus:Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafuckerBow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (Jeah, nigga, I can make ya say)Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafuckerBow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, tank doggs, let me hear ya say)Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafuckerBow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (all my real rap niggaz say)Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafuckerBow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, Mystikal, where you at?)[Mystikal]Nigga, all I really wanna do isGet down, on the get down!That mothafucker better sit downWe up in this bitch nowGot the take to make the hapWe gon` make our money rightTired of livin` the stress lifePressure, fuck priceYikes!Know what I likeKeep it hype!Betcha I rightPut pounds of ice on ya, like white on riceVise grips on micsTurnin` to fightsBurnin` up the limelightFire!And you ain`t gotta strain your eyes to find usThrowin` bad days behind usAhh damn up in the headlightsBout to let it shineFind your ass in there tip-toeingYour ass is mineWe got you waitin` for us on the radioSo our albums can dropSnoop, Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that`s gon` popJump in the game in the walkwayWith enough money to fuck withTill ya hear that last fuckin` woofWe ain`t done yetChorusLet me here ya sayWoof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafuckerBow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, uh-huh, all my niggaz say)Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafuckerBow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (na, na, na, na, na, na)Woof! mothafucker, Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (na, na, na, na, na, na)Let me hear ya sayWoof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay[Snoop]I come faster than a speedin` bulletOr I can take my time and move it slowWake up outta my seat and hit this mic and blow like some indoYou can call me what you want