Текст песни(слова) Snoop Dogg - For all my niggas and bitches lyrics

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[Verse One: Kurupt]
Well it's that slow flow, D-O-double-G, ni*ga
See these other fools but you can't see me, ni*ga
Who am I? (It's Kurupt motherf*cker)
Do or die (We gives a f*ck motherf*cker)

So slow your roll, I'm In Control like Janet
The loc-est twenty-one year old ni*ga that's on this planet
Take it for granted, if ya wanna, cuz I'm gonna
Grab my strap then clear the corner, beeotch!!

[Chorus:]
So all my b*tches and my ni*gaz and my ni*gaz and my b*tches
Wave your motherf*ckin hands in the air
And if you don't give a sh*t
Like we don't give a sh*t
Wave your motherf*ckin fingers in the air

So all my b*tches and my ni*gaz and my ni*gaz and my b*tches
Wave your motherf*ckin hands in the air
And if you don't give a sh*t
Like we don't give a sh*t
Wave your motherf*ckin fingers in the air

[Verse Two: Daz, Kurupt]
Now on a one, two, three who could it be
Comin with a group of gangsta sh*t for ninety-three
So ninety-four's arrived ni*ga, back on up
And let me and my Dogg Kurupt fuck shit up

Now can't nobody see me here or there
wherever I bails, I put it down on the ground
Cuz ain't sh*t for sale in the Coupe
with the beat flossin off gold D's

And my cousin Snoop packs well, you know what I mean
And it don't take much, for the Dogg Pound to bust a cap
in your a*s, for gettin us all f*cked up
Now check it, it's a callin for nig*az like Doggs

who supposed to be the sh*t, but steadily b*tchin like hogs
(Yes y'all) Walk the Doggs (yes y'all) Yiggy y'all
Stay full of that gin and juice and have a ball
I packs a strap, like that, I kicks it like this

Now how many bitches must get d*ck?
Before they say, that Daz is that ni*ga from back in the day
Ya never ever thought I'd see him bustin with Dr. Dre
Cuz I grips mics, I rips mics in half
Hoes be comin to my flat so I can tap that a*s

[Chorus]
So all my b*tches and my ni*gaz and my ni*gaz and my b*tches
Wave your motherf*ckin hands in the air
And if you don't give a sh*t
Like we don't give a sh*t
Wave your motherf*ckin fingers in the air

[Verse Three: Kurupt]
You're headed my way, ni*ga you best to hit a U-turn quick
So what's happenin? I'm cappin sh*t up like a Western flick
The kinpin of the clique, top notch
17 shot Glock cocked, so all nigga drop

The run of the mill fool get broke off for tryin to serve
the best Kurupt's era, peep the terror, cuz it's a murder fest
I smoke chronic everyday, so what have we
Another motherf*cker, gettin served like some cavy

Now who, drops (ruff rhymes) I got full Juice like 2Pac
(plus I'm) rollin with two Glocks
Fly motherf*ckers can't see Kurupt
Hellraisin like Pinhead, beware I'm tearin sh*t the f*ck up

Slow your roll, like your legs was broken
Who's jokin? Rakim never joked, so why should I loc?
Now that's my idol, check the vital rhyme flow doe
Runnin em like Flo Jo, stranded on Death Row

Mediocre motherf*ckers die cuz I'm servin it
They can't f*ck with or see me I'm mass murderin
[Smokin indo, look out my window I suppose] Yeah
[Ni*gaz don't understand how we kicks diffrent flows]
(I'm raw like new footage) I'm rugged like a BF Goodrich

(Bring your whole set and get your hood lynched)
[Drop to your knees like a dog in heat]
Peep the murderous styles and the poetical techiques

[Chorus]
So all my b*tches and my ni*gaz and my ni*gaz and my b*tches
Wave your motherf*ckin hands in the air
And if you don't give a sh*t
Like we don't give a sh*t
Wave your motherf*ckin fingers in the air

[Verse Four: Rage]
Check it out, it's Rage, ready for the breakdown
Take down, when it comes to the mic I'm puttin my weight down
And that's 175 pounds of beed
beatin yo' ass down to the concrete

Fool, act like ya know
I'm stranded on Death Row with no where to go, so
What's a girl to do
Take out a crew, or two, a few, what you wanna do?

[Snoop]
Throw your guns in the motherf*ckin air, we don't care
[Dogg Pound]
Ni*gaz don't give a f*ck ni*ga

[Snoop]
About nuthin at all, just my Doggs and clockin the grip b*tch
[Dogg Pound]
Nig*az don't give a fuck ni*ga

[Snoop]
That's why I can kick it so tuff, cuz when times get ruff, my
[Dogg Pound]
Ni*gaz don't give a f*ck ni*ga

[Snoop]
The clique i'm with, don't give a sheeit, ya know why?
[Dogg Pound]
Real nig*az don't give a f*ck

[Chorus]
So all my b*tches and my ni*gaz and my ni*gaz and my b*tches
Wave your motherf*ckin hands in the air
And if you don't give a sh*t
Like we don't give a sh*t
Wave your motherf*ckin fingers in the air

[Intro:]
EeeyiyiyiyiyahtheDoggPound'sinthehou-owwse (the bomb)
EeeyiyiyiyiyeahtheDoggPound'sinthehou-oww-owse
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb)
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (Dog)

[Verse One:]
From the depths of the sea, back to the block
Snoop Doggy Dogg, Funky, yes but of the Doc
Went solo on that a*s, but it's still the same
Long Beach is the spot where I served my cane

Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me, but don't lose your grip
Nine-trizzay's the yizzear for me to f*ck up shit
So I ain't holdin nuttin back
And motherf*cker I got five on the twenty sack

It's like that and as a matter of fact [rat-tat-tat-tat]
Cuz I never hesitate to put a ni*ga on his back
[Yeah, so peep out the manuscript
You see that it's a must we drop gangsta sh*t]
What's my motherf*ckin name?

[Chorus:]
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (yeah yeah yeah)
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb)
Da-duh-da-da-dah
Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh! (Dog)

[Verse Two:]
It's the bow to the wow, creepin and crawlin
Yiggy yes y'allin, Snoop Doggy Dogg in
the motherf*ckin house like everyday
Droppin sh*t with my ni*ga Mr Dr. Dre

Like I said, ni*gaz can't F*CK with this
And ni*gaz can't F*CK with that
sh*t that I drop cuz ya know it don't stop
Mr. One Eight Seven on a motherf*ckin cop

Tic toc never the glock just some nuts and a cock
Robbin motherf*ckers then I kill dem blood claats
Then I step through the fog and I creep through the smog
Cuz I'm Snoop Doggy (who?) Doggy (what?) Doggy [Dogg]

[Chorus:]
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb)
Bowwowwowyippyyoyippyyay, bowwowwowyippyyo (the bomb)
Bowwowwowyippyyoyippyyay, bowwowwowyippyyoyoyoyoyoyo

[Verse Three:]
Now just throw your hands in the motherf*ckin air
And wave the motherf*ckers like ya just don't care
Yeah roll up the dank, and pour the drank
And watch your step (why?) cuz Doggy's on the gank

My bank roll's on swoll
My shit's on hit, legit, now I'm on parole, stroll
with the Dogg Pound right behind me
and up in yo b*tch, is where ya might find me

Layin that, playin that G Thang
She want the ni*ga with the biggest nuts, and guess what?
He is I, and I am him, slim with the tilted brim
What's my motherf*ckin name?

[Chorus:]
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb)
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb)
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (Dog)

Da-duh-da-da-dah
Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh! (the bomb)
Da-duh-da-da-dah
Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh! (Dog) (the bomb)

Bowwowwowyippyyoyippyyay, bowwowwowyippyyo (the bomb)
Doggy Dogg, Doggy Dogg, Doggy Dogg
Bowwowwowyippyyoyippyyay, bowwowwowyippyyo (the bomb)
What is, his name? Snoop Dogg, and the Dogg Pound

(Dog) (the bomb)
Ohhh, Snoopy Dogg, Snoopy Dogg, Snoopy Dogg (the bomb)
Yeah yeah (Dog) I know his name
C'mon Snoopy, c'mon Snoopy (the bomb)

And the Dogg Pound
Snoopy Dogg (the bomb) Snoopy Dogg
Snoopy Dogg (Dog)
(Dog, nasty dog, doggy dog)