Yeah yeah yeah I'm fin up in the corner in my
Lowrider dogg. Ya heard me?
*Top dollar with the gold flea collar
Dippin' in my blue Impala [DPG]*
*Repeats throughout intro*
[Yeah it's still a G thang]
It's time for all the lowriders out there
Yeah all the dippers you like to get ya dip on
Hit a switch or two, bang a corna' sittin' on threes
Yeah right trip...
It's like 4 & to the 5 & to the 6 & to the 7
I once was told that all doggs go to Heaven
Well how ya been where ya been & what it look like?
My game trump tight especially when it bump like
Four DPG's gettin' crazy
& No Limit is the label that pays me!
Ridin' 'round town layin' game down like Goldie
& I remember what my momma showed me
Told me game recognize game
& stay true to what ya do & don't be ashamed
I got all my game from her sometimes I have to wonder
How I keep from goin' under I'm a bad muthaf**a
I fall to my knees & thank God before I do my thang
I don't know why, I love to g**n
See life ain't nuthin' but a twist anyway b**h anyway
You can say what you wanna say
Just don't get in my way cause I'm a mean old
Fiend know C know & P know see loc
We make music for the thugs and the bangers
And the b**hes. f** you R&B singers
She want a n***a with his khackies hangin' real low
In a black rag Sixty-four hmm
Rollin' down the street lookin' way clean
Bangin' that real sh** n***a like Al Green
I'm headed straight to the LB
Forget it that's what they tell me
Sell me everythang except some bullsh**
And when it's time for the gunfight n***a pull quick
Cause ain't nothin' bu*ter but us
And n***a you'll get wet up for f**in' with my cheddar
It's cold outside n***a grab ya sweater
And that bad b**h you f**in' with
n***a she get ya set up
*Top dollar with the gold flea collar
Dippin' in my blue Impala [DPG]*
Boy you done put all ya trust in that ho
Didn't ya see what happened to the President n***aro
Livin' in a tight house big as the White House
You f**ed around & stuck ya dick
In that white b**h mouth
What you talkin' 'bout? Fool I'm dirty like the South
And to be real I feel that's how I'm comin' out
Back on the ho stroll highway pimp patrol
Put ya cuffs on ya girl n***a let her off parole
Man n***a way cold with his game
What's his muthaf**in' name? Who me?
I'm the capital S I don't f** with stress
N double O-P D-O muthaf**in double G
Coldest entertainer g**ner since Alphonz Capone
Count money like Basie police try to chase me
n***as try to replace me but you can't
I'm ridin' in a tank I'm blowin' hella dank
So whether ridin' in ya lo-lo or smokin' on some doe doe
Spread the word and take the fo' door
The Last Don done hooked up with the muthaf**in'
King of the coast with the most here's a toast
And Snoop Dogg is the representer
Through the n***as & G's through the LBC's
And the Calio projects Brooklyn to Queens
Chi-town woe now the Dogg Pound in the house
Everytime we touch down right next to my hometown
D-town [Detroit] Eastside St. Louie [St Louie]
Spokane get ya money man tic-tock
Little Rock right next to Houston, Texas
Home of Rap-A-Lot we like to jack a lot
Gimme what ya got let me get that up out ya n***a
I got ya somethin' for the summertime while it's hot
And got the b**hes posted up in the parkin' lot
And guess what she want the
n***a with the biggest nuts [Who dat?]
A n***a who don't give a f**
Ya see n***as like me all we see is
Money, power moves, and a b**h a week
And last but not least my n***a *D-O-C*
Much love from the N.O. my n***a Feel me?
And my little cousin D-A-Z forever n***a
This DPGC and oh yeah Dr. D-R-E
You know where I'm at n***a holla at me
Get at me holla at me n***a holla at a dogg that's real
Y'all n***as know what's happenin'
It's still a [DPG] thang
It's still a G thang
*Top dollar with the gold flea collar
Dippin' in my blue Impala [DPG]*
*Repeats 'til end with adlibs*