Snoop Dogg - Betta Days Lyrics
Celebrate, grab a drink and put a blunt in the skyWorldwide, nigga its 1999Shit out of control, sign of the timesI aint had this much fun since 79I was only eight then, hadnt been to the pennJust a young nigga on the front of a swingPlayin football up in powly highToo young to ride but its still eastsideHomocides didnt happen much, niggas wasnt rappin muchIts 99 nigga, shit, I know you strappin upHell mother*****in yeah, nigga wanna see the endSo next year we can do it all againSame dogg channel, same dogg timeOnly the strong will survive in 99So much drama and dillusion, my conclusion is confusingDrippin on my memories, twisted off my musicTryin to make my people do things, oh yeah we dos it, we dos itHeres my number baby girl dont you lose itIts smoky in this mother*****er while we cruisingAnd eastside niggas is the shadiest (shadiest)But them westside niggas is the craziest (craziest)Summertime on the grind, baby let me shine, let me shineRoll with this shit, Im cold with this shit in my primeNigga done time and I never dropped a mother*****ing dimeBe smart, fresh start is all you needFirst thing first, cuz, stop smoking cess weedYou are what you smoke, nigga stop hatingThats why you broke and thats why we celebratingBut lifes so hard on a g, thats what they all sayBut somehow someway, better days ahead, freddys deadAnd betty said eddies a fedSweaty in bed with a nine to his headAnd he *****in with this hoodrat that he met up in danceBetty gettin mad cause eddie wanna shareBut look at how you livin for a minute then compareI love confetti, I always stay readyKeep some killers by my side and some riders by the telliIm ready to do now, who now, you nowEddie wasnt ready when they drew that, booyowTwo down, with just one gunMy nigga, and who said killin wasnt no funI sit alone in the zone with a face of stoneLive the life of al capone or don coroleoneTragically casulties and fatalitiesAnd all kinds of funny ass niggas coming after meMy grand pappy once sat me on his lap and he saidSonny get your money fore you end up deadI never really understood what he saidUntil my mother*****ing dogg took a slug in his headCold way nigga gotta learn his lessonSlow down and go down, shit you know nowBe smart, fresh start is all you needFirst things first cuz, stop smokin cess weedYou are what you smoke, my nigga stop hatingThats why you broke and thats why we celebratingBut lifes so hard on a g, thats what they all sayBut somehow someway, you got to make a better way(somehow someway)You got to make a better way(you got to make a better way)You got to make a better way(you got to make a better way)You got to make a better way(you got to make a better way)You got to make a better way(yeah, better days ahead)Better days ahead(better days ahead)Better days aheadThats real.I feel your pain nigga.I used to be just like you nigga.Before I got off in this rap shit.Shit, nigga did anything to get a dollar.You know, but one thing I never did do.I aint never beg a nigga for nothing or ask a nigga for nothing.I went out and got my own ya feel me?So from me to you, man to man.Better days ahead my nigga.Shit, keep the faith and get your hustle on.Cause Im a get mine regardless.Nigga wether Im rapping or on the streets.I gotta have it.
