[Intro] WEST COAST!!! It's time to stand up nigga We gon unite around this mothafucca one time I'm callin every real Crip nigga And every real B-Dog, to the table right now yeah, we gon push a real line right now See if ya'll wit this real gangsta guerilla shit [Snoop Dogg] Have you ever seen a hunned thousand rip rydaz from tha side Blue chucc, blue rags, grey cloud, blue skies on the move, can't lose, hell street blues niggaz gotta pay they dues on the cruiser wit the uzi spray deez suckaz then I (inaudible) my granny saw what on the news (what?) she shook up, look up, and then she put me on the move I tried to get away, but I couldn't get far cuz the homies had to loot-loot that night at King Park and I got into a squab got caught, and went to jail straight to the county with no muthaphukken bail 48 hunned wit this crippin, Oh Well my bigg homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coat tail he say "Trip dogg, you better get right, crip right, eye'z open cuz niggaz get stucc on seezight" It aint no mothaphukken problem POP POP! TIC TOC! never flip flop, 20 crip until I drop [Hook] CRIIIP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! CUH-RIIIP! [The Game] Is I? in the mothafuckin S5? wit the red bandana double knotted around the rearview niggaz see clear through they know that it's Game cherry red Lowenharts let em know that I bang so bang! like Snoop in Deep Cover I got the seat reclined .45 under the white-T smothered dippin down green leaf, I aint got no enemies been shot 5 times, now I bleed hennessy and bang for my niggaz locked up they can't stop us it aint a gangsta party til we go and dig Pac up I'm Dr. Martin Luther King with two guns on Huey P. Newton with Air Force 1's on I gang bang but I'm the opposite of Tookie Williams Red Lambo, Red Bandana print ceiling Me and Snoop got the WestCoast locked Red & Blue rag tied in a knot but all my mothafuckin homies yellin out [hook] SUWOOP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! (BLUH'D) SUWWOOP! (BLUH'D) CRIIIP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! (BLUH'D) SUWOOP! (BLUH'D) CRIIIP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! [The Game] I ran out of gas in Long Beach I'm stuck aint no Bloods and all I see is Blue Chucks Hopped out tha six tray no where to go til Snoop pulled up in that Pittsburgh Steelers '64 We just dippin One Blood and One Crippin' I'm on that bullshit, throwback Scott Pippen Moral is my bandana hangin from tha "Left Side" so if you aint a crip or a blood just throw up "WestSide" What up Bluh? [Snoop Dogg] Yeah Cuh we just tippin Me and Game doin thangs switchin lanes Hurricanes on my feet Stop, and C-walk to tha beat Game take the wheel and turn on 21st street (EASTSIIIDE!) E/S L.B.C. gun in my hand it's the turf by the circle we don't play in the sand we just slip and slide out, we rip and ride out Let it C known, nigga welcome to da Thunderdome [Hook] CRIIIP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! CRIIIP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! SUWOOP! By Om-7
[Kurupt] Yeah, what up bitch Kurupt Young Gotti, "Ego Trippin" hoe Ha ha, what up Snoop? We back in this bitch homie, ey Daz!
So many, so many, so many G's in a 'Lac Blowin' weed in the back Switch, hit a switch, D.P.'s in the act Bigg Snoop Dogg, he a boss like that bitch
[Snoop Dogg] Bendin' the curb swervin', blowin' on some hiz-erb The boss has returned, I'm still flyer than a biz-ird Ridin' and Rollin' with them Steelers like I'm Pittsburgh Go against the gang the man will have your whole click served Nice with the mic thang, the hoes love my pipe game Put it in the hole all night, I got nice aim Snoop Dogg nigga, how many times I got to show ya? You don't wanna see this loc'ster Calvin Broadus from the shoulders So, just get your rap on, that I never slacked on Hoe, you got your strap out, here we get our jack on Dick you hoes can snack on, you and your whole crew I'll pull out my nine, now do what you hoes do Di-Di-Di-Dogg Pound, I came to break it down God bless my pimp bone, gettin' my ego trip on, fool Ease back before I trip on you uh, flip on you uh And have them hollows rip on through ya, boy
[Kurupt] Dogg Pound is up in this bitch Riders... Yeah, ey Snoop These niggaz ain't shit man
So many, so many G's in a 'Lac Blowin' weed in the back Switch, hit a switch, D.P.'s in the act Bigg Snoop Dogg, he a boss like that bitch
[Snoop Dogg] Still tokin', title holdin' Desert Eagle .4-5 totin', leave a niggaz brain broken Still loc'n, still potent Still trippin', still tippin', yeah I'm still focused And I'm still flippin', words, do it like ki's for G's We swerve-swerve across seas gettin' cheese with ease I'm still tall and, still ballin' Dumb bitches still callin', foes still fallin' Still bustin' a hoe, still gettin' bucks out a hoe Bitch get outta line I put my Chuck's on her throat Still hittin' switches, still gettin' riches Still the best in the game, I'm still hittin' pitches So, what it do? I'm still at you I ain't forgot about the past cuz, it still be fool gangsta shit, niggaz get to ego grippin' It's Snoop Dogg and I present to y'all "Ego Trippin" So press play
[Kurupt] Man I ain't gon' tell you niggaz again Man, we about 17 years and rollin' fool
So many, so many G's in a 'Lac Blowin' weed in the back Switch, hit a switch, D.P.'s in the act Bigg Snoop Dogg, he a boss like that bitch
Man what else we gon' do man? We'll get this cheese, bang out, ride What up Soopafly, G-Dub, Nate Kurupt Young Gotti is definitely in this beotch We do this... what up Dr. Dre, Daz Nigga we "Ego Trippin"... busta ass niggaz Count us out, we come right back in Push us out this time punk Yeah, and we doin' this our own nigga...
[Intro] Fifteen years in da game man, and I'm still relevant, it's a blessing It's a fine line how to keep it cool and keep it g All keeping a g is keeping it cool, and all keeping it cool is keeping it g
[Verse 1] 1992, d cover hit da world and fell in love with snoop Doggystyle came out, it's like I dropped the bomb One of the greatest hip-hop records of all time I was young, gettin' money, livin' wild and free Got owned and I Brought The whole pound with me Didn't matter who's around, I kept it way to G Niggaz know it was eastside LBC Gangsta shit, That's what a Mothaf**kin' Gangsta Get The one up above Didn't Like My Pace I was movin' too fast Then I Caught That Case Hm, I fought dat case, wondered where da west would be if I'd have lost That case I slow ma down, swimin' with da sharks and I almost drowned
[Chorus] I done made some mistakes long da way, to become da G I am today Who'd ever thought I'd make it this far, out the hood to be a big star And I ain't going nowhere, only I ain't ever comin' down I'm too high in the cloud to ever have to worry 'bout dat
[Verse 2] I'm finally out, and da critics say they love me cause I went to the south Said I wasn't gone shine, had me left for dead, switch sides, now my old boss want me dead Dropped the first of the three, and you said it was weak, No Limit Top Dogg the return of da biz And from dat point on, I know what to do Don't worry 'bout them just do what you do Last Meal was the one who took me off the leash, dats da last time a nigga gonna eat off of me Stack Black after black game, mil your soul I'm da boss of this bitch and I ain't never went gold, nigga
[Chorus] I done made some mistakes long da way, to become da G I am today Who'd ever thought I'd make it this far, out the hood to be a big star And I ain't going nowhere, only I ain't ever comin' down
I'm too high in the cloud to ever have to worry 'bout dat
[Verse 3] Boss of da city, boss of da coast, some otha niggaz try but none of them come close They stuck like a silly , but nothing like a loke Da big bow wow, I kill it with one stroke Dats what it's about, they tryin' a tell a nigga what to come out his mouth Mothaf**ka I'm a G, but first I'm a man, freedom of speech, bitch is a word you can't ban So they blamin' me, saying this my talk, just some women is hoes like it's my fault Hm, damn they lost, they just don't know dat a bitch is a bitch and a hoe is a hoe Let them heaters cock and let them leaders talk I'mma be smokin Down, Livin Like A Boss Let them Heaters Cock and let them leaders talk I'mma be smoking Down Livin Like A Boss NIGGA
[Chorus] I done made some mistakes long da way, to become da G I am today Who'd ever thought I'd make it this far, out the hood to be a big star And I ain't going nowhere, only I ain't ever comin' down I'm too high in the cloud to ever have to worry 'bout dat
[Outro] Too high, too high in the cloud to ever have to worry 'bout dat Too high, too high in the cloud to ever have to worry 'bout dat Too high, too high in the cloud to ever have to worry 'bout dat Too high, too high in the cloud to ever have to worry 'bout dat Too high, too high in the cloud to ever have to worry 'bout dat Too high, too high in the cloud to ever have to worry 'bout dat Too high, too high in the cloud to ever have to worry 'bout dat Too high, too high in the cloud to ever have to worry 'bout dat Too high, to ever have to worry 'bout dat To ever have to worry 'bout dat No, no, to ever have to worry 'bout dat No, no, no, to ever have to worry 'bout dat To ever have to worry 'bout dat No more, no more, no more, to ever have to worry 'bout dat I'm too high, to ever have to worry 'bout dat To ever have to worry 'bout dat
[Intro] Yeah, this record for my baby, my baby boo I know I'm always on the road, I'm always gone And you say I never make records for you no more Well this record is from me to you, baby Yeah, real talk
[Chorus] Been around the world I've been into many places Seen some unfamiliar faces But baby, none of them compare to you Soon as I get home I'm racing to unplug my phone
[Verse 1] I seen everything twice Been around the world, I've seen every scene twice Stopping down in Tokyo, dipping in the rice I'm a boss at the wind, I cracked every colored dice I do it big, fuck the rumors Rich and infamous with the blue and grey Pumas Gangstas don't die, they just move to Miami I did all that, I was voted my candy I'm sorta like Sammy Smoother than Marvin, I need me a Tammy Sippin' Chardinae, making deals with my hands free Fatherhood, now the actors can't stand me Cause I own rap, and I'm coming for your day job Until then, I'm chilling at the day spa Relax my mind and just chill Cause without you, none of this is real Baby, you know I
[Chorus]
[Verse 2] Yeah, but now I'm back across the water I'm in Sydney with somebody's daughter Blowing sticky by the zips, and they can tell By my rag hanging, nigga, this is Crip, but I'm chilling It feels so good to get away Especially when your name is D-O-double-Gizzee Coast-to-coast jetting, man, I been doing that What you do, just start balling? I been around the track Hop in Peas with the bosses 300 for the yacht, the third deck got a office Docking down in Manico, churching with my folks Bad luck had me dying when I fell up out that boat My life is like a movie But the bad guy don't die at the end, so sue me Then I relax and chill Cause without you, none of this is real Baby you know I
[Chorus]
[Outro] Just for you baby Yeah, I'm on my way home right now I'm on my way right now I'm leaving the studio right now Soon as I get home tomorrow, I'ma go unplug it Matter of fact, I ain't even gonna bring it in the house See you in a minute...
[Snoop Dogg] Well it's the super duper Snoopa once again I'm on the fly Swoopin through I'm in my coupe and all the bitches want a ride If it's trippin like I'm clippin I'm still grippin on my nine We be Crip'n while I'm dippin with my C's up in the sky And the East is still my side, I'm a reaper when I ride F**k a feature, I don't need a motherf**ker, I'm the guy I delete 'em, stampede 'em, straight eat 'em like some fries Get a ketchup, get 'em messed up, turn the heat up let 'em fry Ain't no different when I'm rippin, pimpin's still up in his prime TV shows, movie hoes, pimpin's still up on his grind Man these hoes don't know, I'm workin with a nine I ain't talkin 'bout a gun, I'm talkin feel it in your spine when I hit it from behind, if I go up in your mouth I might hit you in the mind, you know what I'm talkin 'bout It'll thrill ya, I'm the stealer that'll kill ya with the rhythm of a trigger Motherf**ker better duck before I hit her, bang!
[Chorus] Dogg-y Dogg, is all, you need So love, the Dogg, like we, love weed (Breathe in) Breathe in (breathe out) let it out (Breathe in) Breathe in (breathe out) let it out
(Breathe in) Breathe in (breathe out) let it out (Breathe in) Breathe in (breathe out) let it out
[Snoop Dogg] You niggaz mad cause I done came and crept up back up on the scene This is bye, retire, I'm still spittin gasoline I'm a gangsta motherf**ker what the f**k you think that means? Little nigga I'm the king, I ain't givin up a thing If you want it come and take it nigga, I'll be sittin waitin Make a patient nigga got the other ear and I'll bake a nigga F**k it put the gun down, and straight bank a nigga Take it nigga, take it nigga f**k, you ain't this nigga .. Slow down my turbo flow .. Inhale my doe-doe smoke .. Okay I let the fo'-fo' blow And the po-po know, that's why they on my dick And they at my crib, tryin to find my shit Tryin to search my house, what the f**k that's 'bout? I ain't givin up shit, you can search that bitch I ain't got nuttin Jack; get the f**k on back
