Snoop Dogg

Snoop Dogg - What We Do lyrics

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What is a gangsta if he ain’t strapped?

And what is a gangsta if he can’t scrap?

And what is a gangsta if he can’t mack?

Well I can do it all baby, just like that

The grass is greener on the side I live on

Doggie Dogg and way soft, motherfucker you death, bro?

But why he on peace, If he was a beast he would’ve took off on the south Midwest and the east?

Chill, y’all niggas don’t get and you’ll probly never will. It’s hard to be real

But it’s easy to kill. That’s probly why I keep my game on the top of the hill

They keep my name on the top of the bill while y’all lost out there, poppin’ them pills

You could’ve been with Snoop Dogg, rockin’ the bill, hop in the veele.

For real, I’m outclockin’ the meal

I’m a east side nigga on these west side streets

In my G boy stance with my hands on my dick

We the best thing goin’, got the champagne pourin’

And we put it down, come and do the damn thing goin’

I’m a selfmade millionaire, the boss Big Snoop

Everything I touch I turn to big loot

This the ZU gang and we ride with Snoop

All I know is that I make that shit do what it do

It’s the early Berg, it’s the grandest anthem

Good day LA, it’s time to get back at ‘em

Yea, the west coast renaissance

You could smell it in the air, feel the ambiance

And on the road to riches and fancy things

To get a little recognition, be the major bling

Get the ole 6 range, house on the hill, 40 acres in the … dollar dollar bill

Big heads in my pocket, hoes in the VI

Mack though this, scratch like a feline

Sip on the bottle mack, lick on the matua

Break it down, twist ‘em up like Chicago rock

To the club, hop off, new Jays

Fitted to the back like 7 and 5-8’s

I’m all fly with a fly date

I’m here to buggy, don’t make me add to the crime rate

I’m a east side nigga on these west side streets

In my G boy stance with my hands on my dick

We the best thing goin’, got the champagne pourin’

And we put it down, come and do the damn thing goin’

I’m a selfmade millionaire, the boss Big Snoop

Everything I touch I turn to big loot

This the ZU gang and we ride with Snoop

All I know is that I make that shit do what it do

Hoes on my nuts like screws and bolts

Fuck bein’ a playa, I’m tryin’ to coach

I will pick advantage if you’ll let me

Have you driblin’ balls like Lisa Leslie, test me

I’m gon release the heat again

You floatin’ in the ocean like Lacy Peterson

Run, cuz you don’t want confrontation

Masturbate Georgia, masturbatin’ bitch

Ey mack we blim big

Can’t be mad at young Einstein, acceleratin’ the game

Nigga I’mma get mine

Lee, I’mma get mine too

Slide through with the candy paint

Light tint, like ZU. You don’t know the outcome

Got the whole game locked up like Akon

We purple urkle, filet mignon

We’re hitin’ everything that we aimin’ on

I’m a east side nigga on these west side streets

In my G boy stance with my hands on my dick

We the best thing goin’, got the champagne pourin’

And we put it down, come and do the damn thing goin’

I’m a selfmade millionaire, the boss Big Snoop

Everything I touch I turn to big loot

This the ZU gang and we ride with Snoop

All I know is that I make that shit do what it do

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