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artist
Snoop Dogg
Issues
12,309
Hip-Hop/Rap
Issues fue lanzado el 19 de diciembre de 2000 por Priority Records como parte del álbum Tha Last Meal
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ÁlbumTha Last Meal
Fecha de lanzamiento19 de diciembre de 2000
Sello discográficoPriority Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM100

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Autoría
Cecil Womack Jr.
Cecil Womack Jr.
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Fred Wreck
Fred Wreck
Ingeniería
Meech Wells
Meech Wells
Producción
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Ingeniería de mezcla
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Masterización

Letra

[Intro]
Yeah, Dogg House
Oh, serious?
Oh, I ain't know about all that
Man, word on the street is a motherfucker
Keep my ear to the street as much as possible
Got to
Found out
Check it, homie
[Verse 1]
Everywhere I go
I got **** and bitches on my dick tryna take my shit, now
I don't really know
But I try to keep my head to the skitta, slice my piece of pita
What y'all hatin' for?
You better get up, get out, and get your own, ****
Pick up the phone, and holla at your folks
Young locs in the hood, mashin' Dogg House, fuck them other fools
D-O-double-G
Kick back, blaze a sack and catch a muthafuckin' Big Mack attack, we
Blazin' up the dough
It'll hurt you, nothin' but purple in my circle
Till the day we die
We gon' get money, bitches, and high
Dogg House Gangsta Crip
Right back up in your muthafuckin' ass for the R-2-G, bitch
What y'all wanna do?
Seems like, these **** wanna talk all night
What we gonna do?
We ain't gon' say nothin' more, we gon' get with y'all on sight
That's how I suppose to see
So all that straggling in the gate tryna get close to me
Y'all **** need to stop
Tryna flip the hip-hop script, I snap, crackle, and pop
[Verse 2]
Tell your friends and foes
It's a whole new year, situation, and I'm still hatin' hoes
Will it ever stop?
Look, I really don't know but on the up, I doubt that, loc
Now what about your hood?
Man, I'm doin' mine, they doin' theirs, so I guess it's all good
And what about your crew?
Shit, my crew is Tha Eastsidaz, fool, I thought you knew
Dogg Pound ain't the same
Yeah, them **** split up and did they own thang
And went and made their own gang
Money is thicker than blood
That's fucked up, but on the real, that's how it is, cuz, damn
The world just ain't the same
And come to find out these **** crossing out my mothafuckin' name
So what am I to do?
I pay 'em no mind, continue to shine, everything's fine
In G-O-D we trust
That's why y'all suckers can't touch us, touch us
Meechy made the beat
And you know when we get together, shit, we like bread and meat
We comin' with the heat
Close your mouth 'cause Dogg House definitely turnin' it out
And what about the cops?
I paid them and the ones I didn't, I slayed them, ha-ha
Will it ever stop?
It's like askin' "Who is it?" before a **** even knock
The game is here to stay
And I'm here to change the rules 'cause I'm a player that loves to play
Did you thank the Lord today?
Think I didn't? And on that note, young loc, I'm gettin' ghost
Why you tell the truth?
'Cause I'm hundred twenty proof, from the turf to the roof, Bigg Snoop
Peace, peace, peace
Written by: Meech Wells, Snoop Dogg

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