Snoop Dogg - U Better Recognize Lyrics
Sam (Dre):(I heard Sam was going solo) God damn, you didn't know so,well I can blast fast so freak an ill type of slow flow.I'm hitting harder than Berry Boss so check the golden child,throwing it to your ear-hole, got you going buck wild.But truck-tracks, rhymes all day, breaking off niggaz proper,did dirt, did West cause I clown coppers (yeah).Do hip-hop, rap, compose 'em most, I couldn't see me,mad advanced and my skills are all about the dollar bills.From Pittsburgh to Cali dropping bombs like that,was on the D.L. with the squad so I couldn't hold it back.Black, I regulate I buzz a big gate figure,mobbing with the ill nigga, with his finger on a bigger trigger.Serving all (saps), hitting sevens on the (simps),making do', eating shrimps, locing with some real pimps (yeah).So peep game, best believe I love my peepsthat's why I make the type of music you can pump in your jeeps(that's right).So buck my sound, I put it down for the underground,I got the women cause I'm slamming, jamming.Got it going on this time for this new producer to rise,so open your eyes, I think you better recognize.Dre: (Sam)Once again it's the man with the masterplan,they call him Sam and I (think you better recognize) (2x)Sam: (Dre)I remember days on the blocks where I slang slung played punk copsand mad props cause I ran with hard rocks (yeah).From napalms to Uzi's I made G's (say what?),them build up enough Luther by keys.No gang affiliation, yo I stood on my own to pulling capersI'm a sneaky slick nigga, I never had to pull the trigger (right).I mack, and on top and that I'm used to staying wicked with just 24-7,you can ask my ex-hooker.But now I'm on some new improved shit,making hits, stacking chips, now everything's legitimate.I flipped the scrip a long time ago, on the five-o,when I had to scope with this new way to make my cash flow (uhm).Yes indeedy, I wasn't greedy, got my niggaz out the gutter,now they're rolling with the Sam Sneezy.Hip hop fanatic causing static in the industry,these whack creators, I call 'em imitators (ah yeah).Been trying to see me, but see I'm unexplainetory,with the fame and glory, that's why I gotta tell my story.With no disguise, a lot of niggaz despise,because I'm on an uprise, so I think you better recognize.Dre: (Sam)Once again it's the man with the masterplan,they call him Sam and I (think you better recognize) (2x)(Think you better recognize) (2x)Sam: (Dre)Well I'm back in the mix with a bottle of hennessy,so fire up a blunt let's have an end of the sanity.Crazy shot outs giving pounds to all my niggaz,hitting all the hookers by the dozen, cause they dig us (trick).***** what you've heard, recognize what you be seeing,it's time to earn truth to the game human being.I'm that little bass nigga trying to get mine, ***** a nine,cause I'll incline with the mastermind.I got my crew in my corner so I can't loose,cause I'm paying mad douze in this record biz, I don't snooze.And suckers be popping at those idiotic egosytible type of flimflam,I can't be faded Sam-am.Playing with the hustlers never dealing with the knucklehead bollers,cause boys play with toys and scholars play with dollars.I'm a mack of my own right, plus my game is tight,baby get it right, I ain't the one, so take flight.*****es give my mad rep, nothing but the brazen off tempo,thinking they can get my loot, I never trip to knock the boots.I gotta be wise, when time to dip between the thies,all eyes on the price, so I think you better recognize.Dre: (Sam)Once again it's the man with the masterplan,they call him Sam and I (think you better recognize) (2x)Once again it's the man with the masterplan,they call him Sam and I (think you better recognize) (2x)
