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[Chorus 2x: Snoop Dogg] Down south smuggling cash, Hustlin for cash Bustin my ass, Just to live 1st class As the game rotate, I regulate to innovate City to city, State to state, Don't hate [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] I get up early in the morning, I take a blunt to the head Gets my kids out the bed Jump out, Do what I have to Mack two, Four or five bitches just to keep my game on tight Snoop d-o-double-gizzie keep it busy, keep it dizzy Keep these people guessin I ain't stressin, Now the lesson Is this, When you in the mix of tryin to get yo chips Seperate yo friends from yo bitch Now this is this, This is this, And this that Cause once upon a time the homies try to jack They tried to creep on double g from the back So I had to move down south, Is it right?, Is it like that? Ain't no need for me to tell y'all what the fuck popped off Niggaz tryed to take my chips and then they got knocked off Snoop dogg don't be playin, I be sayin the real I'm serious bout this paper dogg, And I might get killed If I keep it too real, Let me spill my guts, Over this track To let you niggaz know how I act SongtexteI get the chedder, Keep it better Keep my sweater on close Just in case these niggaz take a trip out the coast And try to catch me slippin, I ain't slippin no more Let me smoke this indo and then I count my dizzough And when I hit the shtizzo, Or better yet the schizzo You can gaurantee, I'm gauranteed to show Chorus 2x [Abel] Yeah nigga, West coast, Down south Hookin up, Breakin bread, Makin paper, Nigga Boss player, Get at them niggaz [Verse 2: Boss Player] Snoop, I feel ya nigga, Boss player I'm boss scrilla When there's beef, Shit gets realer, Niggaz be tryin to get familiar Now i'll spill ya for a buck, Nigga fuck wit this principal What? you got a vest on ya chest?, I'll aim for ya head, Cause nigga ya not invincible Cause after all day, Hustlin cash, Bustin my ass A nigga think they gon fuck up my cash Ya throwed off and funkin like trash, fuckin wit the rotation I'm tryin to sling brick city to city, And get off probation And niggaz be hatin, Snoop you said these niggaz was snitches And niggaz be waitin to call the cops and gossip like bitches But I ain't trippin, I'ma live first class and let hoes pass And handle my business, Cause dogg, It's all about cash [Chorus 2x: Boss Player] Down south, Hustlin cash, Bustin my ass Just to live first class As the game rotate, I regualte to innovate City to city, state to state, Don't hate [Outro: Kane] Whassup, Snoop nigga, I see ya, What's the deal nigga? Kane and abel, Nigga, Real niggaz get together, Ya heard me Boss p, Do ya thing, Nigga, Most wanted boys This is how we do it, Nigga, All y'all motherfuckin bitch-ass Ho-ass, Pussy in the motherfuckin can ass niggaz cryin like bitches Y'all niggaz gon feel this shit this year, Nigga Fuck that shit, Nigga, Get yo paper, Nigga Get on that grind, Be ya own motherfuckin man Get ya hustle on, Nigga stay out ya motherfuckin mama house, Nigga Fuck that shit, Nigga, get that cheese, Man Yo, Boss, we gon take over this year, Nigga Most wanted boys, Most wanted records Aus Songtexte Mania