A. Maman

<i>[Minister]</i>
Say man ay ushers, deacons, lock the do'

<i>[singers - repeat in background of Intro w/ ad libs]</i>
(I love, to give you light)

<i>[Intro: Snoop Dogg]</i>
Geah, first of all
Givin honor to God, and all the ministers on the pulpits
Ushers, deacons, and my lovely choir
They sound so beautiful, don't you agree?
Sing it sister..
Yeah, we'd like to welcome y'all inside this R&G
Rhythm & Gangsta: The Masterpiece
Such a, heavenly experience
Alchemist, break it down for me nephew
Let me preach to 'em one time, chuuch

<i>[Snoop Dogg]</i>
In the beginning as a child I was chosen
Though not knowin the reason while still my eyes opened
Whatever the purpose, I surfaced above the fog
Love was given to all, outside livin the ball
As an adolescent, one black child, I had a message
to reach teachin the masses, I wrote my first passage
It was jotted down, created in the form of a rap
I'm young, livin in the city of jackers and gangbangin
and dope dealin, cold feelin to be a product of niggaz around you
Once you get on top they down you
But the temptation got me, streets caught me watchin
I found myself grindin on the streets quite often
With a blue rag, bangin the dub, fo'-fifth coffin
At the spot, 61st, 40 blocks from the Eastside
Where most of the big homies had a glock and flossed the G-ride
Niggaz throwin up hands but it wasn't no peace signs
Never fo' a second did I think to let my light shine
Hardheaded, thought I was grown, messin up
Disrespectin my home, not carin 'bout what moms what sayin
And then I found out that mom wasn't playin
Today, I love you for it, back then, I couldn't understand
Get my life right, step it up, nigga be a man
Never be a victim, of what the system might hit you with
Through the stripes still gotta shine my light
I've grown, to comprehend the game; my name is Big Snoop Boss Dogg
Just a block and a phone call away
I've reached the status, of a modern day John Baptist
I'm preachin just what I practice
To each and all, I got a word from the Beach to acros the globe
Man woman young and old
Don't gain the world, lose your soul to spite
Many circumstances Doggy gon' shine my light cause I love you

<i>[singers - repeat in background of Outro w/ ad libs]</i>
(I love, to give you light)

<i>[Outro: Minister]</i>
And the people that is locked up, locked down
And the people that's locked dowwwwwn
Also God, should purchase the new, Escalade
On 24's, with the spinnin thangs, ha ha
I need you to, right now, look at your neighbors
Cause a lot of y'all think y'all goin to heaven huh
And you ain't gon' go!
So I need you right now to, look at your neighbor
and say neighbor, say NEIGH-BOR, YOU AIN'T GOIN!!
YOU AIN'T GOIN!!

I'm with a hundred and one niggas we dalmation doggy Deep
And fly with the tongue so if u feelin froggy leap
Kermit you better think before you ribbit
Don't be murdered over your song before add libit
I pop up like exzibit
Forget it I'm at your krivitz
Not to put no f**kin fish tanks in your civics
F**k getting your ride pimped
Ull get hard tyed wimped
Have u in da trunk curled up like fried shimp
It's been a good year maybe I shud ride with blimp
Cause your boy jus stay above the game
They tryna tag em, spray a brotha frame
But your shots can't reach me I'm way above your aim
Go 'head nigga, say another name
Take dis family for a joke play dem wayan brothagames
And I'm a get u sucka I be scheming with dis keenin
Aimin with dis damon
I'm puttin dat major pain in
My lil man zonia marlon and shonia
Lay da beef on dis noodle
Make some noodle lasagna
40 cal fetticine tres pound pasta
You reach for dis medalion you must like italian, nigga
You only see me pushin if the drivers tired
I work da s6 ever since the 5 retired
The drop top, dey say his social drive expired
So you could call a cab once your bitch fall for fab


Uh I get money like a *muf**ka*
Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a *muf**ka*
Yeaa money u wud never see yeaa
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me


I'm on da grind till da police come
With dat pistol on da side boy don't be dumb
Or... I let that semi twirl ya
Now you could follow the drip
Cause one shot outta the clip will jerry curl you
Wen you sloppy like seconds
Obey me like peasents
Or get opened up like presents
Please, my yung boys whilin for respect
Slit your throat, have you smilin witcha neck
Say cheese
My doughs a bit longer
My flow is jus slaughter
My wrists look like frozen poland spring water
So tell me boys tell me boys who u think your messin with
I get money out da ass, dats sum expensive shit
Havent u all heard (what?)
Ya'll all herbs(yup)
I stick toothpicks(where)
In ya aw-derbs
Listen,
I'm a shark, ya'll jus coyfish(whatelse)
Octopus(whatelse)
Oysters
Haha
I got my eye on your wifey now(yea)
I'll have her lick me up(up)
And den wipe me down(down)
She tol me uze a nag, uze a bug(ddaammn)
She tol me I'm a blast I'm a stud*(daaamn)*
She tol me ude be beast n ude be checkin for da burn
So I gave her knee pads for da rug(haha)
It's scar gang from the chain of the lifestyle
U surfboy dudes get wiped out(totally)


Uh I get money like a *muf**ka*
Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a *muf**ka*
Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me


Get you 3-4 get you like da number after 1 umma a get me 2
It's weezy f u now u gotta hava baby
My money don't fold nor bends
Mercedes maybach, grey black
And I gota 4-4 and a k like 8-stacks
F**k yo city yo town I state facts, take dat
No, better yet like diddy take dat
Wait rats I hate rats
I clean dem out like ajax
Got paper like A fax machine
Assaneen
Damn I mean assanon
Dappa don
After mine dere will be non
Damn I mean dere will be nun
I will be one
Of da greatest things u ever felt you ever seen or
Heard carter Harvard ya'll scared
Not me
Not I
Call me young popeye
Tell bruno I'm a nuno
I'll bring ral to your funrol
Damn I mean funeral funerol
You say tomato I say tamata
U say get em I say got em
Yea I got em
Man u better keep payin me cause u don't want my problems
I be wildin like capital one... what is in your wallet
You fly
But what is it to pilot
Weezy I'm at the top foot up in your bottom
Damn I mean foot up in your ass
I kick dat shit now gon put it in da trash
Diesel


Uh I get money like a *muf**ka*
Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a mutherf**ka
Yeaa money u ain't never see *yeaa
yeaa uh
You ain't got nuthin on me


Yeaa im gettin money like a muf**ka
Shades darker den a bitch but I cud see
I got everything
You got nuthing
You aint got nuthin on me

Yeaa im gettin money like a muf**ka
Big money nigga, big money nigga, big money nigga
Yeaa