Snoop Dogg - Gz & Hustlas Lyrics
Chorus:This is for the gz, and this is for the hustlasThis is for the hustlas, now back to the gzThis is for the gz, and this is for the hustlasThis is for the hustlas now back to the gzVerse one:Freeze, at ease, now let me drop some more of them keysIts 19-9-tre so let me just playIts snoop dogg, Im on the mic, Im back with dr. dreBut this time ima hit yo ass with a touchTo leave mother*****ers in a daze, *****ed upSo sit back relax new jacks get smackedIts snoop doggy dogg Im at the top of the stackI dont lack for a second, and Im still checkinThe dopest mother*****er that ya hearin on the recordIts me, ya see, s-n-double-o-pD-o-double-g-y, the d-o-double-gIm fly as a falcon, soarin through the skyAnd Im high till I dizzie, rizzideSo check it, I get busy, I make your head dizzyI blow up your mouth like I was dizzy gillespieIm crazy, you cant phase meIm the s oh yes, Im fresh, I dont ***** with the stressIm all about the chronic, bionic ya seeEvery single day, chillin with the d-o-double-gsP-o-u-n-d thats my clique, my crewYa ***** with us, we gots to ***** you upI thought ya knew, but yet and stillYa wanna get real, now its time to peel, ya say chillAnd feel, the mother*****in realismSnoop doggy dogg is on the mic Im hittin hard as steel niggaChorusVerse two:How many hoes in your mother*****in groupWanna take a ride in my 7-8 coupe, devilleChill, as I take you on a tripWhere them niggaz ride, and slide, you know about the east sideNiggaz like myself, here to show you where its atWith my hoes on my side, and my strap on my backPapers I stack daily, and death row is still the label that pays meBut you know how that goesWe flow toe for toe, if you aint on the row***** you and your hoe, really doe, so check itIts snoop doggy dogg on the solo tipStill clockin grip, and really dont give a sheeitAbout nuttin at all, just my doggs, steppin through the fogAnd Im still gonna fade em allWith the gangsta shit that keeps ya hanginHow many hoes in ninety-four will I be bangin?Every single one, to get the job doneAs I dip, skip, flip, right back to two oneWhere the sun be shinin and I be ryhminIts me, snoop d-o-double-g, and Im climbinChorusVerse three:I come creepin through the fog with my saggin dukesEast side, long beach, in a 7-8 coupe debilleIm rollin with the g funk, bumpin in my shit and it dont quitSo drop it on the one mother*****er put together that setA nigga with a grip of that gangsta shitWith the eastside hoes on my mother*****in dickAnd the compton niggaz all about to set tripSwing it back, bring it back, just like thisAnd if you with my shit, then blaze up another spliffAnd keep the mother*****in blunt in your pocket locCuz doggy dogg is all about the zig zag smokeSee its a west coast thing, where Im fromAnd if you want some, get some, bad enough, take someBut watch the gun by my sideBecause it represents me and the mother*****in east sideSo bow down to the bow wow, cause bow wowYippie yo, you cant see my flowMy shit is dope, original, now you knowAnd cant no hood ***** with death rizzowChorus
