[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Bank accounts, big cars
Living good like a movie star
My mama house ain't in the hood no more
I moved her out to Saint Louis Opispo
But it's a trip tough cause I'm a 20 Crip though
I gotta lay low, my homies wanna do low
I got two strikes and I'm gonna get my third
These n***as snitching on me
They think I'm selling birds
So when I'm in the streets
I'm quick on my feet
See talk is cheap so I stay quick on my heat
You n******gs bad, well Dogg is badder
"Rat-a-tat!", make you n***as scatter
I was once shot, your boy want me now
Went to the station that, n***a straight point me out
So I'mma lay away and spray away
At this time I think it's best to just stay away
[Hook: Mr. Porter]
They say I am a fool
Cause I like to do my things my own way (My own way)
I gotta couple strikes against me
One more and I am on my way (I'm on my way)
I ain't got time to hang around
In the hood like I was used to do
I gotta get my bread, keep my head
It's either go to jail or get this money instead
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Separate, elevate
Concentrate, dominate, innovate
Try to be the flyest me
And every other homie tell a lie to me
I need a deal, I need some stones
I need some beats, Dogg, I need a loan
Help me out, throw me some cash
If I got it, you got it
You ain't got to ask
But on the real - or is it lately?
A lot of homies tried to implicate me
They say I changed; is it the fame?
If I throw it to you then charge it to the game
Money fold: overload
In the hood another episode
Man I'm getting old, the game cold
I'm from the hood, but that ain't how I roll
[Hook: Mr. Porter]
They say I am a fool
Cause I like to do my things my own way (My own way)
I gotta couple strikes against me
One more and I am on my way (I'm on my way)
I ain't got time to hang around
In the hood like I was used to do
I gotta get my bread, keep my head
It's either go to jail or get this money instead