Snoop Dogg - For All My Niggaz & *****es Lyrics
(feat. Kurupt, Daz, Rage)[Verse One: Kurupt]Well it's that slow flow, D-O-double-G, niggaSee these other fools but you can't see me, niggaWho am I? (It's Kurupt mother*****er)Do or die (We gives a ***** mother*****er)So slow your roll, I'm In Control like JanetThe loc-est twenty-one year old nigga that's on this planetTake it for granted, if ya wanna, cuz I'm gonnagrab my strap then clear the corner, beeotch!![Chorus: repeat 2X]So all my *****es and my niggaz and my niggaz and my *****esWave your mother*****in hands in the airAnd if you don't give a shitLike we don't give a shit Wave your mother*****in fingers in the air[Verse Two: Daz, Kurupt]Now on a one, two, three who could it beComin with a group of gangsta shit for ninety-threeSo ninety-four's arrived nigga, back on upAnd let me and my Dogg Kurupt ***** shit upNow can't nobody see me here or therewherever I bails, I put it down on the groundCuz ain't shit for sale in the Coupewith the beat flossin off gold D'sAnd my cousin Snoop packs well, you know what I meanAnd it don't take much, for the Dogg Pound to bust a capin your ass, for gettin us all *****ed upNow check it, it's a callin for niggaz like Doggswho supposed to be the shit, but steadily *****in like hogs(Yes y'all) Walk the Doggs (yes y'all) Yiggy y'allStay full of that gin and juice and have a ballI packs a strap, like that, I kicks it like thisNow how many *****es must get dick?Before they say, that Daz is that nigga from back in the dayYa never ever thought I'd see him bustin with Dr. DreCuz I grips mics, I rips mics in halfHoes be comin to my flat so I can tap that ass[Chorus][Verse Three: Kurupt]You're headed my way, nigga you best to hit a U-turn quickSo what's happenin? I'm cappin shit up like a Western flickThe kinpin of the clique, top notch17 shot Glock *****ed, so all nigga dropThe run of the mill fool get broke off for tryin to servethe best Kurupt's era, peep the terror, cuz it's a murder festI smoke chronic everyday, so what have weAnother mother*****er, gettin served like some cavyNow who, drops (ruff rhymes) I got full Juice like 2Pac(plus I'm) rollin with two GlocksFly mother*****ers can't see KuruptHellraisin like Pinhead, beware I'm tearin shit the ***** upSlow your roll, like your legs was brokenWho's jokin? Rakim never joked, so why should I loc?Now that's my idol, check the vital rhyme flow doeRunnin em like Flo Jo, stranded on Death RowMediocre mother*****ers die cuz I'm servin itThey can't ***** with or see me I'm mass murderin[Smokin indo, look out my window I suppose] Yeah[Niggaz don't understand how we kicks diffrent flows](I'm raw like new footage) I'm rugged like a BF Goodrich(Bring your whole set and get your hood lynched)[Drop to your knees like a dog in heat]Peep the murderous styles and the poetical techiques[Chorus][Verse Four: Rage]Check it out, it's Rage, ready for the breakdownTake down, when it comes to the mic I'm puttin my weight downAnd that's 175 pounds of beedbeatin yo' ass down to the concreteFool, act like ya knowI'm stranded on Death Row with no where to go, soWhat's a girl to doTake out a crew, or two, a few, what you wanna do?[Snoop] Throw your guns in the mother*****in air, we don't care[Dogg Pound] Niggaz don't give a ***** nigga[Snoop] About nuthin at all, just my Doggs and clockin the grip *****[Dogg Pound] Niggaz don't give a ***** nigga[Snoop] That's why I can kick it so tuff, cuz when times get ruff, my[Dogg Pound] Niggaz don't give a ***** nigga[Snoop] The clique i'm with, don't give a sheeit, ya know why?[Dogg Pound] Real niggaz don't give a *****[Chorus]
