Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Rap
October London
October London
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Jared Erskine
Jared Erskine
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr Bombay
Dr Bombay
Producer
Soopafly
Soopafly
Producer
Kanobby
Kanobby
Producer

Lyrics

Yes Death Row Records What, y'all thought we was gone? We back on Huh Right back on your motherfuckin' ass Twenty, twenty, twenty-two, two, two, two Yes, yes Hand me that fire Let me light this shit up, my nigga I gotta be, I gotta me a better me Top dog, whole 'nother pedigree Snoop Dogg, ain't none of y'all ahead of me I'm all peace, no beef, so I'ma let it be Splitting a Backwoods, sitting up under a tree I'm thinkin' back, this is right where I wanted to be DPGC Feet in the sand as I dance on your TV Yeah, I make this shit look organic And this is from the most recognized on the planet Damn it And you haters can't stand it But can't do nothin' 'cause that's just how I planned it Back to the Bat cave, follow my rap maze Real hip-hop, come up out of them wack ways I see you niggas been brainwashed I'm cut from the cloth of this shit called hip-hop Don't stop, won't stop, nigga, we sure shot Slide in the six-four, that bitch is so hot Death Row Records, yeah, dog, we twist 'em West Coast baby right back in your system Been around the world (around the world) But yet, I never changed They know I'm just a touch away (just a touch) Still in LA (in LA) And runnin' everythin', yeah Death Row is 'bout to change the game We ran the whole summer, winter, fall, and spring From Def Jam back to this Death Row thing And now I'm in control, so I call the shots I'm sitting at the table I run my own label I-N-D-E-P-I-M-P Grown-er, owner-S-H-I-P Told you, showed you to follow my blueprints I see a lot of y'all tiptoein' my shoe prints Walk that walk, nephew, it's yours Two plus two plus three plus four Private jets, sunsets at the door Marble floors with pristine decor This is the life I chose, rock on the roll Pot full of gold, never sold my soul Stay suited and booted, keep it in the cut with me Just a touch away, that's why you fuck with me Been around the world (around the world) But yet, I never changed They know I'm just a touch away (just a touch) Still in LA (in LA) And running everythin', yeah Death Row is 'bout to change the game Yeah, you better know it Death Row Records We done already took over the metaverse So now we back in the universe Haha Snoop Dogg Featuring October London My nigga Kanobby You better dig that Talk to 'em, Freddie, yeah Like that We just a touch away, yeah We just a touch away We just a touch away We just a touch away
Writer(s): Cordozar Calvin Broadus, Barry James Eastmond, Freddie Anthony Jackson, Priest J. Brooks, Justin Randall Keitt, Jared Erskine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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