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SNOOP DOGG/SUGA FREE/KOKANE-BRING IT ON
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Vocals
Kokane
Kokane
Vocals
Suga Free
Suga Free
Vocals
Jimmy Roach
Jimmy Roach
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerry Long
Jerry Long
Songwriter
David Payton
David Payton
Composer
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
David Drew
David Drew
Songwriter
Dejuan Walker
Dejuan Walker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Mixing Engineer
Fred Wreck
Fred Wreck
Engineer
Jelly Roll
Jelly Roll
Producer
Jimmy Roach
Jimmy Roach
Co-Producer

Lyrics

In this times Of hate and pain We need a remedy To help us through the rain Can't you see I'm straight up G. Old Chief Fuck you niggas Think you can't fuck with me (Snoop Dogg) Oh c'mon Now that pimp is gonna jump back Bitch, and fuck that Shit, I'm qualify to knock a hoe no matter where ever I've go Excuse me partner, this is pimpin' little pimpin let you know Break the bitch you say "I will" Separate the bitch but you saying "I will" Damn nigga, shit Since you but it like that I'mma lay some right now nigga And take them straight to the track (track) I've never let a bitch pimp me Trying to tell me what to do but I'mma stay O.G. Fresh out the pen only 30 today (30 today) And every bitch? in a multiply ways Now since world Why did the little girl walk around with a gold fish in her pocket So she could smell like the big girl And check the one with the fast mouth Just get your money if you have to knock her motherfucking ass. I don't care whatcha do Long you don't fuck with mine (C'mon sing ya'll) You think you can't be touch Niggas disappear all the time. Oh blue eyes Dogg Sinatra Make a nigga disappear like Jimmy? (Where is he) The glock cocker Hold hopper Show stopper Watch your mouth, Watch your mouth I put you in a freak in a billiard And separate you from your children (Daddy) I stay G'd up All the G's from my set ain't never P-C-up(hahaha) If you hit the main line You gonna get stop Paying motherfuckers off cause sucka duck Me and my niggas go heart and pain Putting pain where ain't making bitch niggas pay It's a clear blue sky there on the Eastside (Eastside) Throw your set up and wave it from (Rolling) side to c-side I'm talking big shit Hold my dick Banging on u cuz Nigga this crip. I got so many tricks up my sleeve (Ah you ain't knowin') For you hoes to gets with me (Oh to the basement) You wanna bang let's bang it on (Oh Oh) We about thousand niggas strong I don't care whatcha you do (I don't care what the fuck whatcha do) Long you don't fuck with me (As long you don't fuck with mine) You think you can't be touch (Uhhhhh) Niggas disappear all the time. No, I don't love you, bitch You a hoe, I never will (Never will) Can't tell you my feelings Scratch the fence and don't fell Bitch, matter fact be gone Fuck around and how you Mama saying "Baby, he won't" Talking about he a real pimp Bitch, It's jumbo lance with proper proper jumbo shrimp Since I'm prepare with my hoe Got it cracking with my hoe Study macking with my hoe Now I'm stacking with my hoe. I pop a bottle of Mo About to model a hoe I'm working them, serving 'em and breaking a? (You know) Did the weed, man get in Take it too long But when he get it dogg I'm taking us off (Give it up nigga) Niggas know how D-O-double G "does it" Known for making that crip hop music Don't abuse Just ride to the rhythm of a pimp ass, upper class, cold motherfucker. (Humming) Long you don't fuck with mine You think you can't be touch Niggas disappear all the time. (Humming)
Writer(s): Cordozar Calvin Broadus, David L. Drew, Dajuan L. Walker, C. Roach, David Payton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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