Snoop Dogg

Snoop Dogg - Cool lyrics

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Just yesterday I had to turn a bitch away

I got to many on my side - I got to many in my face

Come ride with me

Take you where the gangstas play

Often heard but seldom seen

Thats the way that its supposed to be

When you do see me

Mobbin wit a gangsta lean

Got a piece by my side

You can ride baby close your eyes girl

I'm so cool

Cool.....cool.....cool.....cool.....cool.....cool.....cool

It's me I'm back again

It's never gonna end

I know y'all heard it all before

I just gotta give ya more

Catch me rollin in the night

If I turn off my lights

The eastsidaz in the game

You hear my voice and know my name

You should bang this down on your block

All through your hood

Burnin trees...burnin trees

Ladies let the music run right through you

Just like I'll do - Butch Cassidy

I'm so cool I that I sweat ice cubes when I'm heated up

Take this move, this groove and still G it up

Stroll so slow you swore my leg was broke

Pimpin hoes down south, back east to west coast

Im Tracy Dee but think of me as mr. freeze

Gangsta leanin on the scene on them twisted deez

Big ballin mad doggin like a gangsta ride

As I exit I step with my stacey shine

I'm so cool but motherfcukers know I'm a fool

Ten times outta ten catch me toaten the tool

Laid back or stay strapped for pay back

To think that I'm slippin then crippin from way back

Now let me break it down a notch

Smooth like I do when I pound the cock

We cold motherfuckas holdin down the block

Everybody knowin that tha dogg pound is hot

We so cool now

If everybody turn there radios on at twelve o'clock

We'll make the world pop

It's too good right now

Blunkey blunkey

Remmey remmey

Plenty gumbo

Snoop gimme some mo'

Swakin that like a damn fool

Acedemics stacey adams feelin way to cool

Theres alot things that make me wanna frown though

But I'm grinnin like a motherfucka

Throwin dogg pound up

Snappin my fingaz stompin my feet

It's what you get from a gangsta with these hard ass beats

I'm cool as fuck and don't say to much

Talk shit to the homies cuz they know whats up

As the gangstas go dead diggle my niggle

Still got patience still makin niggaz

I just wanna be myself

What I receive from the homies is help

We had a conversation today about who aint pitchin in

Keep suckas away that don't fit in

I'm so cool

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