Текст песни Snoop Doggy Dogg and Kurupt - Caught Up soundtrack
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[Kurupt]A bitch is a bitch, whether she poor or richShe still gettin a gang of dicksIt don`t matter what you do or sayCause bitch you can`t change my feelings no wayI been across the whole U.S.A.Same ol` hoes on different daysJust ask my big homeboy Snoop de SnoopBitch you ain`t cute, with all that (woop de woop)I might just rock ya, I ain`t afraid to blastI might rock a fella like Dame and dashGrip the heater and slap your assCock it back, automatic clap your assNow this is how a gangster mash outThe homies in the Coupe, me and Snoop in the glass houseBouncin (bouncin) bouncin (swervin)Blaze up a whole ounce and get the ramen with the cotton candyChorus: SnoopYeah, and all my niggaz say... ride, ride onYeah, and all the honies say... ride onYeah, and all the bitches say... ride onYeah, and all the robbers say... ride on (can`t get caught up)(repeat 2X except last line)[Snoop Doggy Dogg]I`m out to paper count the paper bump some bitches and moveI take a trip with my click on a three day cruiseSpank the corner in the fo`, sittin low gettin lownow we headed to the sto` in the fo`, hoes hollerTop dollar with the gold flea collarDippin in my blue ImpalaThey say Snoop Dogg is a fool, cause he got the bitchesand the little homey sellin weed up outta high schoolI never ever break the law, I just bend itKeep everything splendid, that`s how I intend itClass is in session, you might get suspended (shhhh)if you don`t shut the FUCK UP and listen for a minuteI been in it for life, with two kids and a wifewith no tattooes just stress and stripes, soI`ma do what I feel and do what I likebut I won`t go to sleep without my heater at night (ride on)Chorus[Kurupt]Nigga gimme erything you got, from your hatto your contacts, t-shirt to your socksDogg Pound affiliate? Hell naw niggaCertified branded Cedar Paul niggaMashin, grey and, blue all dayAll night all heated with heaters, mac-11`snine millimeters, whattup Big NateI got a bitch that gobble up dicks like steakShe lives upstate, and I don`t thinknear a one of those bitches is proper, stash the chopperDPology (DPG) but first call Snoopwhattup big homey niggaz with the swoopThe homey jumps in whips out the four poundWhen we get there, we shakin all motherfucker downIt`s what I had in mind, let`s get paidHit the spot just like a raid one of the homies got a gaugeCome onChorus[Snoop Doggy Dogg]Let me holler at y`all for a minute manI mean this game is gettin real deepWe got niggaz that be misrepresentinI mean, motherfuckers you know thinkin that DPGis a motherfuckin football game or a football team or somethinNiggaz walkin on and shit like they free agentsand just leavin when they want toNigga this ain`t no game, this is a motherfuckin way of lifeDPGC, Dogg Pound Gangsta... nigga!The fuck wrong with these niggaz man?Niggaz be straight tryin to put they little twist down (holla at em)But you know we tryin to stay two steps ahead of the game baby, y`know?Let me holler at y`all for a minute, especially YOUYou done stepped in some Dogg Shit, check your shoesNigga this ain`t Hollywood, the House of BluesIt`s the Dogg House, so regroup your troopsand tell em... it`s Kurupt and SnoopFuck your crew it`s on I take your BromeIt`s Don Corleone in the Chronic zoneI turn your dubs into nickels, while I`m chillinI melt your rhymes into icicles, while I`m killinSell em, I tell em, Kurupt, what`s upI know you feel like, givin it upWe can`t stop, won`t stop, what foeCause every other day another nigga tryin to pull a duloYou know, when I was fuckin with the hoodit was all bad, thought it was all good