Snoop Dogg - No Smut On My Name lyrics

[Intro] In a quarter of a mile, take a left on Crip Street Good God, jam [Chorus] Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, jam) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name, stop smilin' [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg & [?]] I kicked, walked in I been on four-twenty deep in a motherfu*ker Iced out, pocket full of heat Uncut, no smut, ni**as try to run up Pop a shot, cut line, I'm up a line cut Yeah, busters keep talkin' and I'm tyin' 'em up Duct tape, gasoline, yeah, we fine 'em up Talkin' wreck out the neck, get your check for respect It's a promise, not a threat, we are back in the West Four-four dealers, lions and gorillas Stars and fulfillers, scars and cat villas Balls and rack dealers, ignored you rap ni**as You touched up the frame and fu*ked up the game, goddamn [Chorus] Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, jam) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name, stop smilin' [Verse 2] It can knock you off the hill to feel on [?] Squeaking like a donut, [?] do you [?] Me and Snoop mobbin' (Proceed with caution) Every word on the streets that you count [?] Damn, it's a breakfast, a sexy session Hectic, rep it, ni**a, learn your lesson Hostels, asses, I'm [?] message ni**a bounce [?] in the [?] [Verse 3: Snoop Dogg] 'Cause we been gangbangin', rack packin' Crippin' so we keep it crackin' In the six tray Chevrolet or we Cadillackin' Struck up my name and recut the game You touched up the frame and fu*ked up the game, goddamn [Chorus] Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, jam) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name, stop smilin' [Verse 4: Snoop Dogg] They go, hey, what it do? Long Beach Club, we all blue (Westside) Yes, I east in the Westside San Diego to Long Beach home, this how we ride From the surf to the turf, word sword Take it on, break it down, bring it home, let it work Keep yo' foot on they neck and stay good on the back And fu*k around to get the hood the respect That it deserve, I swerve in the fast lane I run it to your kids so they all know your last name I struck up the game and touched up the frame and fu*ked up the game, goddamn [Chorus] Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, jam) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name, stop smilin' (Jam) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, jam) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name, stop smilin'