Lirik Lagu Freestyle Conversation - Snoop Dogg
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Intro: (Snoop talking with homey)
Homey: Ai Dogg, let me holla at'cha manSnoop: Wuz up home?Homey: Word is on the streetsYour beats gone be delicate since Dre did shake the spea's out,man.Snoop: Delicate? Beats?So that's what makes me now?Man, I don't give a fuck about no beat
(Now let me shake that shit man)(I hear ya Dogg)(It's a cold, cold thing!)(It's a cold thing!)(For real, hmm!)
I got more niggas tryin to get at me than the President do sometimesNiggas be tryin to get at me cos I be droppin funky rhymesWhat the fuck is goin on? This rap game is made to make moneyYou niggas is taking the shit outta hand, actin' way too funnyDoin too much, y'know I see it from the get-goWhat the fuck's goin on wit you niggas, y'all tryin to play a low proAnd tryin ta be hard and tryin ta be big willies or whatever they call itI guess it's time for me to act just like an alcoholicAnd step to the game, I'm a stumble in like I don't knowAnd if a nigga say somethin wrong, I'm takin off from the get-goI ain't givin no room to try to get me firstCos I done been bombed on before and I'ma tell you, man, that's the worstFifth in the world, but I'ma keep my thang togetherCos I'ma keep makin money and hope everything is still togetherHavin papers, man, now what y'all niggas doin?All y'all broke on the corner, drinkin your drink, wanna be doin what I'mdoinBut don't get mad and don't be tryin to play-hateCos, uhh, takin trips around state to stateRepresentin, uhh, what y'all wanna representBut y'all can't represent it cos y'all got no dollars, no centsI'm movin on, groovin on and I'm movinMakin more moves than the average CubanTryin ta get G's across the town, tryin ta make more hitsAnd tryin ta get my game tight and get at your bitchNow if she wants to get with this, she gone come holla at a player, do'Cos she know that Snoop Dogg is got that white Rolls RoyceAnd she wants to jump in, bring a friendCos everything is like alphabet, come on inCome on in and bring a friend and you can come on backCos when you do, we gone be sippin on some CognacIt's on me, I'm feelin good tonightCos I'ma do mines and I'ma keep everything tightI ain't lettin nothin leak cos if thangs leak, then I'm get caughtAnd I can't get caught cos you know how they do it about that child supportShit, bitches is cold on a nigga who ain't got his game tightGettin 18-point-5 percent, half your lifeShit, I love my baby boy and allBut I ain't gonna be payin no bitch, no no, no way DoggI'm too slick on my toes, I'm too tightI'm guaranteed to get away from some shit like dat, ain't that rightCos, uhh, when you play in this game you got to be the real playerYou can't be no fake ass nigga talkin about you wanna be the manCos if you ain't with the game, the game ain't gonna be wit youAnd I can put that on everything including you
Interlude: (Snoop talking)
One of every five black males berfore the year 2000 will be detained ordeceasedNo justice, no peaceYeah the truth hurts, we scared to go to church
Look here, but don't cut it, gettin five pointsStep back for a second, I'm puttin less than five to this jointHmm, if this is the bomb niggas gonna blow up like Atlanta at the OlympicsNiggas be trippin but I'll be pimpinI don't be trippin off no nigga at all, no bitchesJust tryin to get money, I don't even be trippin off no switchesI used to like low-riders but now I like EastsidersI put it down wit me and make a hit maker, y'knowhatI'msayin?I love the Lakers now cos now they got Shaq O'NealIt's time to make a million dollars and that's for realSee we gone blow up and show up and throw up nuttin but Dogg PoundGive it to ya ta put it down and we'll be round to your townSo just sit in your seats and wait til we come throughUntil we do just keep smokin grey and blueOr whatever you do just stay true to what you doCos we gone keep doin what the fuck we got to doNow, follow me now and listen to the instructionsCos the game's gonna get deep now, niggas is tryin ta creepTryin ta get up on game but they don't wanna be down with the PGAll of a sudden everybody wanna dis DPNow, what we look like?Makin y'all diss us, that ain't rightI should get upset but I'ma stay composedChill for a second, spit at some hosDrinkin my drink, smokin my dankCountin my bank, uhh that shit stankStanky bank is what I got cos I'ma keep itAnd nah this ain't no motherfuckin secret
Interlude: (Snoop talking)
Yeah, we're in drought seasonNiggas lookin for a reasonIt's like thanksgiving without the feastYeah the truth hurts, we're scared to go to church
They got me runnin from my life, I'm jumpin gatesThey got dogs on my ass, but I'm a DoggSo I know how to alert and get wit dat shitThe dog run up on me I give him a coldLike nigga back up off meHe turn around and bite the police, hmmGame recognise Snoop Dogg too cold, I'm on my toesI slide in the back of a garage, dippin with this hoThey run right past me, ask me "Have I seen the suspect?""Yeah, he went that way", now for the jack
Homey: Ai Dogg, let me holla at'cha manSnoop: Wuz up home?Homey: Word is on the streetsYour beats gone be delicate since Dre did shake the spea's out,man.Snoop: Delicate? Beats?So that's what makes me now?Man, I don't give a fuck about no beat
(Now let me shake that shit man)(I hear ya Dogg)(It's a cold, cold thing!)(It's a cold thing!)(For real, hmm!)
I got more niggas tryin to get at me than the President do sometimesNiggas be tryin to get at me cos I be droppin funky rhymesWhat the fuck is goin on? This rap game is made to make moneyYou niggas is taking the shit outta hand, actin' way too funnyDoin too much, y'know I see it from the get-goWhat the fuck's goin on wit you niggas, y'all tryin to play a low proAnd tryin ta be hard and tryin ta be big willies or whatever they call itI guess it's time for me to act just like an alcoholicAnd step to the game, I'm a stumble in like I don't knowAnd if a nigga say somethin wrong, I'm takin off from the get-goI ain't givin no room to try to get me firstCos I done been bombed on before and I'ma tell you, man, that's the worstFifth in the world, but I'ma keep my thang togetherCos I'ma keep makin money and hope everything is still togetherHavin papers, man, now what y'all niggas doin?All y'all broke on the corner, drinkin your drink, wanna be doin what I'mdoinBut don't get mad and don't be tryin to play-hateCos, uhh, takin trips around state to stateRepresentin, uhh, what y'all wanna representBut y'all can't represent it cos y'all got no dollars, no centsI'm movin on, groovin on and I'm movinMakin more moves than the average CubanTryin ta get G's across the town, tryin ta make more hitsAnd tryin ta get my game tight and get at your bitchNow if she wants to get with this, she gone come holla at a player, do'Cos she know that Snoop Dogg is got that white Rolls RoyceAnd she wants to jump in, bring a friendCos everything is like alphabet, come on inCome on in and bring a friend and you can come on backCos when you do, we gone be sippin on some CognacIt's on me, I'm feelin good tonightCos I'ma do mines and I'ma keep everything tightI ain't lettin nothin leak cos if thangs leak, then I'm get caughtAnd I can't get caught cos you know how they do it about that child supportShit, bitches is cold on a nigga who ain't got his game tightGettin 18-point-5 percent, half your lifeShit, I love my baby boy and allBut I ain't gonna be payin no bitch, no no, no way DoggI'm too slick on my toes, I'm too tightI'm guaranteed to get away from some shit like dat, ain't that rightCos, uhh, when you play in this game you got to be the real playerYou can't be no fake ass nigga talkin about you wanna be the manCos if you ain't with the game, the game ain't gonna be wit youAnd I can put that on everything including you
Interlude: (Snoop talking)
One of every five black males berfore the year 2000 will be detained ordeceasedNo justice, no peaceYeah the truth hurts, we scared to go to church
Look here, but don't cut it, gettin five pointsStep back for a second, I'm puttin less than five to this jointHmm, if this is the bomb niggas gonna blow up like Atlanta at the OlympicsNiggas be trippin but I'll be pimpinI don't be trippin off no nigga at all, no bitchesJust tryin to get money, I don't even be trippin off no switchesI used to like low-riders but now I like EastsidersI put it down wit me and make a hit maker, y'knowhatI'msayin?I love the Lakers now cos now they got Shaq O'NealIt's time to make a million dollars and that's for realSee we gone blow up and show up and throw up nuttin but Dogg PoundGive it to ya ta put it down and we'll be round to your townSo just sit in your seats and wait til we come throughUntil we do just keep smokin grey and blueOr whatever you do just stay true to what you doCos we gone keep doin what the fuck we got to doNow, follow me now and listen to the instructionsCos the game's gonna get deep now, niggas is tryin ta creepTryin ta get up on game but they don't wanna be down with the PGAll of a sudden everybody wanna dis DPNow, what we look like?Makin y'all diss us, that ain't rightI should get upset but I'ma stay composedChill for a second, spit at some hosDrinkin my drink, smokin my dankCountin my bank, uhh that shit stankStanky bank is what I got cos I'ma keep itAnd nah this ain't no motherfuckin secret
Interlude: (Snoop talking)
Yeah, we're in drought seasonNiggas lookin for a reasonIt's like thanksgiving without the feastYeah the truth hurts, we're scared to go to church
They got me runnin from my life, I'm jumpin gatesThey got dogs on my ass, but I'm a DoggSo I know how to alert and get wit dat shitThe dog run up on me I give him a coldLike nigga back up off meHe turn around and bite the police, hmmGame recognise Snoop Dogg too cold, I'm on my toesI slide in the back of a garage, dippin with this hoThey run right past me, ask me "Have I seen the suspect?""Yeah, he went that way", now for the jack
