Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snoop Dogg
Performer
Kokane
Musician
Bokie Loc
Additional Vocals
Terrace Martin
Accordion
Bokie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Snoop Dogg
Composer
Kokane
Composer
George Canler
Composer
Jimmy Marinos
Composer
Wally Palamarchuk
Composer
M. Skill
Composer
P. Solley
Composer
Kevin Gilliam
Composer
Andre. Edwards
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Battle Cat
Producer
Shon Don
Recording Engineer
Erik Reichers
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Mike Rizzo
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Gilliam
Producer
Battlecat
Producer
Erik "Mr. E." Ramos
Engineer
Lyrics
[Kokane] (Battlecat)
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah
I got to snoop, so cold
Big Snoop (Battlecat, Snoop Dogg)
I hear the secrets that you keep
When you're talking in your sleep
I hear the secrets that you keep
When you're talking in your sleep
When you close your eyes and you go to sleep
That's when I ride, late night I be on the creep
I'mma get you before you get me
Them **** that you hang with are so weak
You're talking shit about me
Turn around and you're the homie
Man that shit is phoney
Tried to set me up bro
But you were singing to my ho
From a **** to a dub
From a g to a scrub
I'm a vet on the set
I'mma show you what it was
Y'all flipping out, trippin' out
Cause I took a different route
6-2 rag, hell yeah come dippin' out
Beach city rider, 85'er, eastsider
Ain't none of y'all **** live-er
I hear the bad shit that y'all talk
You want to catch me out of pocket but I can't get caught
I'mma show you what a bitch thought, a bitch taught
A **** got played out and layed out in chalk
It's a cold game
It's like a rap riddle
Nine times out of ten a bitch was in the middle
Most neighborhoods started off cool
In the eighties it was Long Beach fool
With no seperation
Here's a toast to the real shit, the foundation
You know my game is amazing
I keep blazing
Eastside **** is the craziest and the shadiest
Yeah dawg, tell 'em again
What you talking 'bout loc?
I got hell of a ends
[Kokane] (Battlecat)
Hell boss
Hoping that her smiling exes fall (ego hustling loopholes)
I'd always thought that you would've never have stabbed me everywhere
More rumors, more lies
More money, more time
I don't really give a fuck cause you all gon' shine
So you better get yours and quit worrying 'bout mine
I see it in your voice and I hear it in your eyes
So jealous, so envious
What a drag
Real talk loc, you ain't acting like a man
Your message is how blessed you is
I guess you is
Look at the mess you in
When you close your eyes and you go to sleep
That's when I ride, late night I be on the creep
I'mma get you before you get me
Them **** that you hang with are so weak
Written by: Andre. Edwards, Anthony Davies Edwards, Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Canler George S, George Canler, Jerry Buddy Long, Jimmy Marinos, Kevin Gilliam, Kokane, M. Skill, P. Solley, Snoop Dogg, Wally Palamarchuk


