Snoop Dogg - Still A G Thang lyrics

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 cold 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 Boy you done put all ya trust in that hoe 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 hoe 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 *b-o-z* 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*