Snoop dogg – Gangsta walk

Now this side, gangsta walk(Say what?)And this is how gangsta`s talk(Like that?)Tell `em how we do, tell `em what we doThis is what we do nigga, gangsta`s talkTell `em one more time, gangsta talkAll the homies in the hood, gangsta talkTo my nigga Eastwood, gangsta talkKurupt and Daz, gangsta talkGangsta`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 DeeeBitch 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 [unverified] I usually doesYoung Gotti in the back seat fucked up cous`Man it`s ashame how my gang, gang bangNo disrespect but, hey, we want thangsIn the [unverified] let`s see what quest [unverified] seasEightball slippin`, Dogg Pound trippin`Back in the mo`, where we don`t give a fuckMy baby, brother NYA, and just he got stuckBy them same motherfuckers 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 [unverified] 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 realHa ha, fuck wit` us we, gon` hurt somebodyFuck wit` us we, gon` hurt somebodyOnly gone, Dillinger, Young GottiFuck wit` us we, gon` hurt somebodyCha-pow, layin` all these wack niggaz downChurned out, blowned out, work high, hellWhattup [unverified] 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, fuckin` 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 mePrepare 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 fuck they gotta doAnd we do what we do when we mash wit our crew bitch(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 moreGangsta, strait out(Bitch)To the flat like that like what, like this, like what(Like this, like that)Now this is how gangsta`s walkAnd this is how gangsta`s talkWhattup?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 bitches, gangsta talkAll the homies, gangsta talkTell `em on more time, gangsta talkBiatch, gangsta talkYeah, 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 geologyStrait up, gangsta walkin`We just gangsta talkin`DPG, we`re gangsta`s meant the world go

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