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Lirik Lagu Gangbangn 101 - Snoop Dogg

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(feat. The Game)
[Snoop Dogg]West Coast... it's time to stand up niggaWe gon' unite 'round this motherfucker one timeI'm callin' every real Crip niggaand every real B-Dogg, to the table right nowYeah... we gon' push a real line right nowSee if y'all with this real gangsta guerrilla shit
Have you ever seen 100,000 Rip riders from the sideBlue Chuck's, blue rags, grey clouds, blue skiesOn the move, can't lose, Hill Street bluesNiggaz gotta pay they dues on the crews or with the uzi spraythese suckas then I cruise, my granny saw it on the newsShe shook up, look up and then she put me on the moveI tried to get away, but I couldn't get farCause the homies had the loop-loop that night at King ParkAnd I got into a squab, got caught and went to jailStraight to the County with no motherfuckin' bail4800 with this Crippin', oh wellMy big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattailHe said trip Dogg, ya better get right, Crip rightEyes open 'cause niggaz get stuck on seez-ightIt ain't no motherfuckin' problem - pop-pop, tick-tockNever flip-flop, 20 Crippin' til I drop
[Chorus]Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-ripSo whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whoootCa-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-ripSo whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whoootCa-rip
[The Game]Is I, in the motherfuckin' S-5With the red bandana double knotted 'round the rearviewNiggaz see clear through, they know that it's GameCherry red Lowenhart's let 'em know that I bangSo bang, like Snoop in "Deep Cover"I got the seat reclined, fo-five under the white-T, smotheredDippin' down Green Leaf, I ain't got no enemiesBeen shot five times, now I bleed HennessyAnd bang for my niggaz locked up, they can't stop usIt ain't a gangsta party 'til we go and dig Pac upI'm Dr. Martin Luther King with two guns onHughey P. Lewis with Air Force One's onI gangbang but I'm the opposite of Tookie WilliamsRed Lambo', red bandana print ceilin'Me and Snoop got the West Coast lockedRed and blue rag tied in a knotWith all my motherfuckin' homies yellin' out
[Chorus]So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whoootCa-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-ripSo whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whoootCa-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
[The Game]I ran outta gas in Long Beach, I'm stuckAin't no Bloods and all I see is blue Chuck'sHopped out the '6-trey, nowhere to goTil' Snoop pulled up in that Pittsburgh Steeler '6-4We "Just Dippin", one Bloodin' one Crippin'I'm on that Bulls shit, throwback Scott' PippenMoral is, my bandana hangin' from the left sideSo if you ain't a Crip or a Blood, just throw up Westside
[Snoop Dogg](What up Blood?) Yeah cuz, we just tippin'Me and Game doin' thangs, switchin' lanes, Hurricanes on my feetStop, and C-Walk to the beatGame, take the wheel and turn on 21st StreetEastside LBC, gun in my handIt's the turf by the surf but we don't play in the sandWe just - slip and slide out, we Rip and ride outLet it C known, nigga welcome to the Thunderdome
[Chorus]Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-ripSo whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whoootCa-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-ripSo whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whoootSo whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whoootCa-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip...