[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