Snoop Dogg - Gangsta Walk Lyrics
f/ Tha Dogg Pound (Daz Dillinger and Kurupt)* send corrections to the typist[Kurupt]Now this side gangsta walk (say what?)And this is how gangsta's talk (like that?)[Breakdown: Kurupt]Tell 'em how we do, tell 'em what we doThis is what we do nigga - gangsta's talk!Tell 'em one more time - gangsta talk!All the homies in the hood - gangsta talk![Kurupt]To my nigga Eastwood - gangsta talk!Kurupt and Daz - gangsta talk!Gangsta's ride, uhh, do what gangsta's doBandanna hangin from the rear viewToo smart, know them up, hold 'em up (though)We could go head up, and I'll fold 'em up slowThere's a gangsta loose, callin all carsJust left the house in some blue AllstarsPassin by on them thang, it's a brown MCNiggaz goin buffin DPG (Dogg Pound, Dogg Pound)Niggaz mad Dogg bumpin a bank account (wood)But I don't recognize the bustaSo I hit up the hood, wit one hand on the heaterThe other in the air, Dogg Pound gangsta's yo, we don't careI gots to watch myself - especially my health, before anything elseMy life, my wealth, I'ma G, and I do what gangsta's doAnd they do it like me and my G Tray Deee[Snoop Dogg]***** talkin shit, huffin a dipCall up my niggaz and say "Yo, don't even trip"DAZ and my nigga KuruptCame through and a MC scooped me upAiiyo, I got the ? I usually doesYoung Gotti in the back seat *****ed up cous'Man it's ashame how my gang-gang-bangNo disrespect but, hey, we want thangsIn the ? lets see what quest ? seasEightball slippin, Dogg Pound trippinBack in the mo', where we don't give a *****My baby brother NYA, and just he got stuckBy them same mother*****ers who supposed to be killin mePeelin me, and ya niggaz ain't feelin meBad news, seem to travel fastWhen you on the mask, and all about'cha cashAll my niggaz in the ?, gangsta talkAnd all my homies sippin Hen', gangsta talkIf ya can't get out, and you mad as hellSay "Biatch," that'll make ya sound for real[Daz Dillinger]Haha..***** wit us we, gon' hurt somebody***** wit us we, gon' hurt somebodyOnly gone, Dillinger, Young Gotti***** wit us we, gon' hurt somebodyCha-pow!Layin all these wack niggaz downChurned out, blowned out, work high, hellWhattup?I see my niggaz all in the cutLayed back, actin a nut, waitin 'till we 'ruptNo remorse, as we bust, let her feel the dustLet 'em do what we gotta do, *****in shit upLet it be known - Daz Dillinger, rough to the boneAnd all alone through ya neighborhood at high exhaustHigh stylin and profilin, niggaz comin after meIn actuality they face the technicalityLet 'em feel the battle, it was a tragedyEverywhere a nigga die for the salaryPray to God, pray to Lord, watch after mePrepair the back sniff streets mentalityIt's the gang and we mad and we walk and we stalkand we do what we do after darkNiggaz keep doin what the ***** they gotta doand we do what we do when we mash wit our crew ***** (ssh!)Dillinger, willin ya and killin yaDoin what I gotta do, it's blood that I'm spillin ya (yeah)All over your floor; tell the fat guy "Ignore"Break down your door and let kick ya one more!Gangsta strait out! (*****)To the flat like thatLike whaaat, like this, like whaaat(like this, like that)[Kurupt] Now this is how gangsta's walk And this is how gangsta's talk[Daz] Whattup!?[Breakdown][Kurupt]The homie Big Style, gangsta talkThe homie Tray Deee, gangsta talkYeah Bad Azz, gangsta talkThe homie Technique, gangsta talkSupafly, gangsta talkKurupt and Daz, gangsta talkAll my hoes, gangsta talkAll my *****es, gangsta talkAll the homies, gangsta talkTell 'em on more time, gangsta talkBiatch!Gangsta talk..[Snoop Dogg]Yeah, this is how the gangsta's talkYeah, yeah, gangsta walkAll the real G's out thereI know you gettin yo gangsta walk on right nowY'know all the real mack's out theregettin they gangsta talk on right nowYeah, DPG, as you can seeWe in the place to seeWe not talkin 'bout history, or biologyWe just talkin 'bout g-eologyStrait up, gangsta walkinWe just gangsta talkinDPG - we're gangsta's meant the world go..
