Boss Player - Down South lyrics

[Chorus 2x: Snoop Dogg] Down south smuggling cash, Hustlin for cash Bustin my a**, Just to live 1st cla** As the game rotate, I regulate to innovate City to city, State to state, Don't hate [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] I get up early in the morning, I take a blunt to the head Gets my kids out the bed Jump out, Do what I have to Mack two, Four or five b**hes just to keep my game on tight Snoop d-o-double-gizzie keep it busy, keep it dizzy Keep these people guessin I ain't stressin, Now the lesson Is this, When you in the mix of tryin to get yo chips Seperate yo friends from yo b**h Now this is this, This is this, And this that Cause once upon a time the homies try to jack They tried to creep on double g from the back So I had to move down south, Is it right?, Is it like that? Ain't no need for me to tell y'all what the f** popped off n***as tryed to take my chips and then they got knocked off Snoop dogg don't be playin, I be sayin the real I'm serious bout this paper dogg, And I might get k**ed If I keep it too real, Let me spill my guts, Over this track To let you n***as know how I act I get the chedder, Keep it better Keep my sweater on close Just in case these n***as take a trip out the coast And try to catch me slippin, I ain't slippin no more Let me smoke this indo and then I count my dizzough And when I hit the shtizzo, Or better yet the schizzo You can gaurantee, I'm gauranteed to show Chorus 2x [Abel] Yeah n***a, West coast, Down south Hookin up, Breakin bread, Makin paper, n***a Boss player, Get at them n***as [Verse 2: Boss Player] Snoop, I feel ya n***a, Boss player I'm boss scrilla When there's beef, sh** gets realer, n***as be tryin to get familiar Now i'll spill ya for a buck, n***a f** wit this principal What? you got a vest on ya chest?, I'll aim for ya head, Cause n***a ya not invincible Cause after all day, Hustlin cash, Bustin my a** A n***a think they gon f** up my cash Ya throwed off and funkin like trash, f**in wit the rotation I'm tryin to sling brick city to city, And get off probation And n***as be hatin, Snoop you said these n***as was snitches And n***as be waitin to call the cops and gossip like b**hes But I ain't trippin, I'ma live first cla** and let hoes pa** And handle my business, Cause dogg, It's all about cash [Chorus 2x: Boss Player] Down south, Hustlin cash, Bustin my a** Just to live first cla** As the game rotate, I regualte to innovate City to city, state to state, Don't hate [Outro: Kane] Wha**up, Snoop n***a, I see ya, What's the deal n***a? Kane and abel, n***a, Real n***as get together, Ya heard me Boss p, Do ya thing, n***a, Most wanted boys This is how we do it, n***a, All y'all motherf**in b**h-a** Ho-a**, p**y in the motherf**in can a** n***as cryin like b**hes Y'all n***as gon feel this sh** this year, n***a f** that sh**, n***a, Get yo paper, n***a Get on that grind, Be ya own motherf**in man Get ya hustle on, n***a stay out ya motherf**in mama house, n***a f** that sh**, n***a, get that cheese, Man Yo, Boss, we gon take over this year, n***a Most wanted boys, Most wanted records