T-BO - White Boyz lyrics

[Snoop Dogg] Yeah wa**up my n***a? I'm sittin here chillin with my n***a Kurupt and we sayin I mean it ain't no hard motherf**in whiteboys in the rap game dog You know? No disrespect (that's right) That n***a Slim Shady is tight than a muh'f**a though (yeah that's true) But we want a n***a to come with some GANGSTA sh** You feel me? [T-Bo] I went from rags to riches, to hittin these hoes and switches Duckin snitches, and these money hungry b**hes So you want a dollar? Well baby I can't holla You ain't gettin' sh** from the break-a-b**h collar scholar Not even a penny, homegirl you ain't gettin any Oh by the way... you're too f**in skinny Why don't you go weep, and wash your stankin a** feet While my vogues burn, up and down the street Eatin steak and shrimp, got my name on a blimp Walk with a limp, cause I'm a motherf**in pimp My diamonds is blindin yeah candy paint out shinin Got yo' b**h chasin me, while yo' old lady two-timin Whether you mobbin in buckets, or roll in a Benz Keep yo' eyes on yo' enemies, seperate yo' foes from yo' friends f**in models, drinkin Alize by the bottles Eleven hundred sixty yachter and my hand's on the throttle [Hook 2X: Snoop Dogg (paraphrasing Masta Ase "Jeep Ass Niguh")] White boy, white boy, turn that sh** down You know that America ain't ready for the sound From dem white boyz.. (white boyz) white boyz.. (white boyz) White boyz.. (white boyz) white boyz.. (white boyz) [Snoop Dogg] I'm high 'n a motherf**er, perv on the curve f**in with this white boy, slangin my herb D.P.G. to the fullest young cuz My homeboy Ricky said, "Show me some love!" He got the club with this fool named T-Bo From the Dirty South, gold's in his mouth, my peoples All of my homies from the L.B.C All my white homies who smoke with me Sell me bud on the weekdays cause This sh**'s for y'all, from me and my doggz If you don't know you do know T-Bo my new dog f** what you goin through, we bout to f** it up y'all [Hook: T-Bo says first line with Snoop] - 1/2X [T-Bo] You know who I wanna be, that white boy, that everybody talk about The one that's tearin up shows, f**in these hoes, representin the South Eyes bare-ly open, laid back in the Cadillac tokin Them hoes talkin bout ridin with me and Snoop the b**hes must be jokin Toke smoke, up the block and Glock stay co*ked so you must get busted And my city's hotter than a corner full of hustlers Twelve slappin, trunk rattlin, and when you yappin we in a gun battle When you talkin the talk, we walkin the walk So stay in yo' house when after dark You bark and we bite, you're wrong and we're right Knuckle up in the club to push and shove til everybody starts to fightin You might think the sh**'s funny, but fool we ain't actin You bout that yappin? We bout that action and scratchin Playin for keeps, screamin take it to the streets Camouflaged down, with them soles on my feet And up in the club, thugs push and they shove And you won't know who's a k**er, so you betta watch who you mug [Snoop Dogg] b**h get your mind right, get your mind right b**h get your mind right, get your mind right Yeah, white boyz up in the motherf**er My n***a T-Bo! [Hook] [Snoop Dogg] Yeah that sh** funky dog That's what I'm talkin bout My n***a T-Bo, Dirty South all up in this b**h (We No Limit Soldiers, we No Limit Soldiers) Yeah, Dogghouse Production Dogghouse wreckin, bow wow (white white white white white boyz) That's how we doin it for the nine-nine White boyz, yeah we f**in with whiteboys in ninety-nine Cause they f**in with us You know the game gettin deep White boys comin like dat [Hook]