Snoop Dogg
Miscellaneous
Don't Do The Crime (aka Death Row Killaz)
Two wrongs ain't right
And it started from a fist fight
I only got one life to live
I'm trying to see a grandfather with some grandkids
You dig?
I'm trying to live long like my hair
Put the shit down, like Fred Estaire
I want to share my world
But how the fuck can I share it
Everytime I throw you something
You look at mine and compare it
Man, it's a cold shame
But it's a cold game
I ain't make the rules to this game
Look, all I know and all I do
Is try to come through with something new
Banging for you
So whatever you do, you like it or not
Because when your shit play out
I be back on the dope spot
My grandpappy once sat me in his lap and he said
"Son get your money like that" (get your money, man)
I sit alone in the zone
Face of stone
Live the live of Al Capone
A Don Corleone
Casually casualties, fatalities
And all kind of funny looking niggas coming after me
Funny, it's got me dodging, dipping, slipping, and sliding
Eastside up, Eastsiders cause we riding (eastside up)
This is portable something to fuck with your ear
Doggy Dogg will appear to make it sound so clear
I fucks it up, like I always do
And that's a trick
I'm saying some shit
To make the bitches want to suck my dick
See it's an everyday thang
Communicating to ya'll with the Dogg Pound Slang
Back up in the house and we just don't stop
Call ya mama, fuck her fat, call the motherfucking cops
Hit roccs, yeah, you know what? You know what
They told me like this
[Refrain x 2]

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