Versuri Snoop Dogg - 10. For All My Niggaz & B******

Album: Snoop Dogg - Doggystyle

[Verse One: Kurupt]

Well it's that slow flow, D-O-double-G, n***a
See these other fools but you can't see me, n***a
Who am I? (It's Kurupt m**********r)
Do or die (We gives a f**k m**********r)
So slow your roll, I'm In Control like Janet
The loc-est twenty-one year old n***a 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: repeat 2X]

So all my b*****s and my niggaz and my niggaz and my b*****s
Wave your motherfuckin hands in the air
And if you don't give a s**t
Like we don't give a s**t
Wave your motherfuckin fingers in the air

[Verse Two: Daz, Kurupt]

Now on a one, two, three who could it be
Comin with a group of gangsta s**t for ninety-three
So ninety-four's arrived n***a, back on up
And let me and my Dogg Kurupt f**k s**t up
Now can't nobody see me here or there
wherever I bails, I put it down on the ground
Cuz ain't s**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****d up
Now check it, it's a callin for niggaz like Doggs
who supposed to be the s**t, but steadily bitchin 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 b*****s must get dick?
Before they say, that Daz is that n***a 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


[Verse Three: Kurupt]

You're headed my way, n***a you best to hit a U-turn quick
So what's happenin? I'm cappin s**t up like a Western flick
The kinpin of the clique, top notch
17 shot Glock cocked, so all n***a 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 m**********r, gettin served like some cavy
Now who, drops (ruff rhymes) I got full Juice like 2Pac
(plus I'm) rollin with two Glocks
Fly motherfuckers can't see Kurupt
Hellraisin like Pinhead, beware I'm tearin s**t the f**k 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 motherfuckers die cuz I'm servin it
They can't f**k with or see me I'm mass murderin
[Smokin indo, look out my window I suppose] Yeah
[Niggaz 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


[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' a*s 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?

Throw your guns in the motherfuckin air, we don't care
[Dogg Pound]
Niggaz don't give a f**k n***a
About nuthin at all, just my Doggs and clockin the grip b***h
[Dogg Pound]
Niggaz don't give a f**k n***a
That's why I can kick it so tuff, cuz when times get ruff, my
[Dogg Pound]
Niggaz don't give a f**k n***a
The clique i'm with, don't give a sheeit, ya know why?
[Dogg Pound]
Real niggaz don't give a f**k


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