Half of the hoes and the music goin bang everybody everybody yeh we all doin everything so u kno wats happenin, there no need to pitty-pat Dogg in this mother f*#@!, yeh i get da kitty-kat swervin on da one-ten blowin on some herb one hand on the steerin wheel the other up her mini skirt tryna get some pussy while im pushin my wherree funny thing about it is that im F*%$@!# your bitch ok yo, hoe lay low, get mayo, like OJ yo, say hoe plug it in, pull it out, put it in, wat it is, thats wat its all about now wat would i be if i let a punk mother f*&%# run up on me i play chess checkmate him in the street, 32 fever off blast thats three swish swish fresh fish aint that a bitch, like ray-jay i gotta run which look at the place im in, i never f* superhead acam crawdashier its a discrace to yourself, dogg is the champ to the face with the belt im undefeated, undisputed, persicuted, spaded and neutered; faded and booted
Chorus we got that chronic chronic, we got that yack yack for you we got that chronic chronic, we got that yack yack for you we got that chronic chronic, we got that yack yack for you we got that chronic chronic, we got that wateva u do
put ya hands in the sky, stick up, pick up piece of american pie wat kind of car do ya drive?? suicide doors on the passenger side?? do the windows roll down?? do the doors lift high?? do the car change colour when that bitch drive by?? i dont really know an i dont really care coz me and my money's like sonny and cher spend dow at the goochy store i never spend dow on the coochy though
you can check it, i got a record in brazil for runnin out and not payin the bitches juvinial delinquint, see when i speak dis move when i bleep dis lil nigga peep dis ya secrets is all exposed
if ya grew up on ma music ya mumma's one of ma hoes ya daddy's one of ma foe's ya granny's been to one of ma shows
it is contrary that my literachary is very nesesary, ya feel me?? an you can try to rewind it, define it deside it to a whole notha groove play it to anotha move hope ya go through coz ya wont strike two with twelve jury's up your piers you better hope they like you aint no tellin wat they might do so im gonna just stay out their motha f&%$#! way view dippin in an outta town gotta get a hundred thou even if its just for a setta
i been blessed by kings and kissed by queens even got a homie named prince akeem yes, i mean black diamonds i can have anything, yep theres twenty game even if i coulda of i would of never stopped started on the bottom, now they got him on the top sensation, big snoop dogg rattin number one in the nation top draft pick, always got a top bad bitch every time u see me, niggas wanna be me it aint that easy, its still hard bein Snoop D O motha F*%$# double G believe me.
Chorus we got that chronic chronic, we got that yack yack for you we got that chronic chronic, we got that yack yack for you we got that chronic chronic, we got that yack yack for you we got that chronic chronic, we got that wateva u do
Compositores: Calvin Cordazor Broadus (BMI), Kevin Gregory Cates (Khao) (SESAC), Mark ColemanEditores: EMI Blackwood Music Inc (BMI), My Own Chit Publishing (BMI)Publicado em 2008ECAD verificado obra #3588460 e fonograma #1939856 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM