- Mp3 Title:“Intrology”
- Album: << Tha Blue Carpet Treatment >>
- Singer: Snoop Dogg
- Company:Geffen Records
[George Clinton]
As I take another choken toke of icky sticky stanky
Stuff a bull, pack a pipe, twist a blunt, roll and light a joint
Lean back and puff slow [echoes]
[Snoop Dogg]
Whenever I’m makin a record, I’m gettin into my character
And I’m tryin to portray somethin that I’m feelin so that way the whole
world can believe in it
Do anybody know my name!?
[crowd cheers] What’s my name!?
(Snoop Dogg!) What’s my name!?
(Snoop Dogg!) Hold on, I want y’all to say my name like dis..
(Snoop, Snoop, Snoop, Snooooop)
There are seven wonders in the world, you’re about to witness the eighth
([Jay-Z sample] Nigga ask about me, nigga ask about me!)
You don’t believe me? Motherfucker say what!?
Aiyyo Cat, roll out the blue carpet cuzz
Lemme C-walk on these niggaz
Blue hat, blue socks, blue shoes, too cool
Blue car, blue house, blue pit, blue pool
Blue grass, blue Coupe, blue b-ball hoop
What kind of phone you on Loc? I’m on the blue too
Talkin to my nephew, my nigga Boo, half who?
He make pimpin on a bitch look so cool
Old school, old fools, steel on a nigga first
Run up with that punk shit and I fill up a nigga’s shirt
Do it to it hurt ’cause it hurt so bad (so bad!)
Snoopy DO dub they can’t touch yo’ swag (yo’ swag!)
Oh mark ass nigga better tuck yo’ flag
‘Cause when my music out loco, I
- Mp3 Title:“Imagine”
- Album: << Tha Blue Carpet Treatment >>
- Singer: Snoop Dogg
- Company:Geffen Records
[Snoop Dogg]
Yo Doc what up my nigga
Snoop Dogg, it is what it is
This record is so motherfuckin’ gangsta man
And i think it’s time for me and you to just
Turn it down a bit
Come on
[Dr. Dre]
Imagine it never happened
Imagine no rappin’
Imagine niggaz trapped
Imagine it havin’ action
Imagine how niggaz could be actin’
If you never got this shit crackin
Imagine life’s so hard
You can’t imagine it’s like livin’ in city of god
You feel me
Imagine life on the yard
I’m tryin’ to get that dollar on some shitty ass job
Imagine Biggie with his son
Imagine Pac gettin’ call pop ’bout one
Imagine a mother strugling
Dealing with a system that don’t give a fuck about who shot her son
Imagine life you can’t win
When you get out of the ghetto and go right to the pen
When you get out to the pen you go right to the jenz
When you put back to the streets you get right back in
Imagine Russell still strugling
No Def Jam it’s anotoher nigga hustlin’
And no rocks on them fellaz
Just rocks on them fellaz
Just try and keep it bubblin’
Imagine niggaz just stoped
From the east to the west coast, everybody fucked up
I can’t imagine no less
But it don’t take imagination
To know niggaz been bless with
HIP-HOP
[Chorus]
Before we go
Can you imagine?
Picture years, with your mom
Can you imagine?
Ha
- Mp3 Title:“Get A Light”
- Album: << Tha Blue Carpet Treatment >>
- Singer: Snoop Dogg
- Company:Geffen Records
[Snoop Dogg]
I need a light, let me step up in this motherfucker ’til I get it right
(Get it right Dogg!)
I need a light, let me lean, make it bright, everythang is dynamite
(Ahhhh true!)
Bust a bitch, tryna feel like a pimp would
It’s Snoop DO Double G, I’m in ya neighborhood
I make it crack-a-lack, do it just like that
Take a sip of this, nigga have a puff of that
You had enough of that? Yeah, give it right back
Now lay ya head back and roll in the Cadillac
How we do what we do, what it is, where it’s goin down.. and the
motherfuckers flip it
Rip it, get specific, and dip it and then they drip it
‘Cause you know we like to pop it ’cause you talkin so different
Fix your Focus and ride.. I want the bangers to bang
Or get hyphy with my niggaz up north by the Bay
Tryna twist in my whip, I got the big body Benz
‘Cause I’m rollin with my nephew and we smokin again
“Turn your music down low, man yo’ shit
- Mp3 Title:“Gangbangin 101″
- Album: << Tha Blue Carpet Treatment >>
- Singer: Snoop Dogg
- Company:Geffen Records
West Coast… it’s time to stand up nigga
We gon’ unite ’round this motherfucker one time
I’m callin’ every real Crip nigga
and every real B-Dogg, to the table right now
Yeah… we gon’ push a real line right now
See if y’all with this real gangsta guerrilla shit
Have you ever seen 100000 Rip riders from the side
Blue Chuck’s, blue rags, grey clouds, blue skies
On the move, can’t lose, Hill Street blues
Niggaz gotta pay they dues on the crews or with the uzi spray
these suckas then I cruise, my granny saw it on the news
She shook up, look up and then she put me on the move
I tried to get away, but I couldn’t get far
Cause the homies had the loop-loop that night at King Park
And I got into a squab, got caught and went to jail
Straight to the County with no motherfuckin’ bail
4800 with this Crippin’, oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get right, Crip right
Eyes open ’cause niggaz get stuck on seez-ight
It ain’t no motherfuckin’ problem – pop-pop, tick-tock
Never flip-flop, 20 Crippin’ til I drop
[Chorus]
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip
[The Game]
Is I, in the motherfuckin’ S-5
With the red bandana double kn
- Mp3 Title:“Don’t Stop”
- Album: << Tha Blue Carpet Treatment >>
- Singer: Snoop Dogg
- Company:Geffen Records
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
If you see the police – don’t stop!
You got your heat on the seat – don’t stop!
My nigga ball ’til you fall – don’t stop!
And break a bitch like a law – don’t stop!
My nigga get yo’ cash – don’t stop!
Oh, you keep the stash in the dash? Don’t stop!
Oh, you like to scrape and crawl? Don’t stop!
Well, we do it with no breaks at all – don’t stop!
[Kam]
Yeah, okay, yeah – don’t stop, don’t quit
You don’t wanna get dropped? Don’t pop no shit
I’m tellin niggaz now, off top, real spit
Like it or not, we who you got to deal wit
[MC Eiht]
Geah – we at your service
You in the War Zone now so don’t be nervous
… And it don’t stop
Everybody drop shit bottom to the top
[Goldie Loc]
Uhh, they want me to stop cause I been goin hard on them lately
And I feel raising my right hand sayin, “Motherfucker don’t make me
slap ya ass for not bringin back the cash
Now do it with no breaks trick and get it real fast”
[Kurupt]
One of you niggaz gon’ feel these bullets
Six cannons, loaded, cock and pull it
West g
- Mp3 Title:“Crazy”
- Album: << Tha Blue Carpet Treatment >>
- Singer: Snoop Dogg
- Company:Geffen Records
gun shots]
“Black folks can’t never have no fun!”
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
These streets beeeee walkin down the avenue
(Crazy!) From Hollywood to South Central!
These streets beeeee.. crazy!
Long Beach to Comptoooon!
Always up to no good! Craaaaaaaa
(Crazy!) Crazy..
Always up to no good!
Bad ass to Santa Anna, crazy
(Crazy!)
[Snoop Dogg]
Have a look outside and take a stroll with me
California lifestyle, you wanna roll with me?
I can take you in and out and where it’s gonna be
Now as crazy as it is, you know this home for me
I wouldn’t never leave it, you know that’s wrong of me
I’ma stay down, you see me on them corners G
At your local liquor store, gettin some optimums
And if I’m out of bounds then I gotta cock the fo’
Keep it on the low on the WWW-West coast
Sign some autographs and then I do get ghost
A-humph.. yeah, I love my folks
But half of y’all fools is cutthroats
On the real no.. the streets’ll have you
Guide you, lead you, mislead you, it’s fragile
Yeah, see you gradually grow
and when you walkin on my side I think you all need to know…
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
On the 110 Freeway flo’, back to the block
In the seven deuce Coupe, hoppin hippin the hop
Sippin on some Henn with my nephew Infrared
Young pimp on the grind tryna line up some head
Had fun, did, done, o
- Mp3 Title:“Conversations”
- Album: << Tha Blue Carpet Treatment >>
- Singer: Snoop Dogg
- Company:Geffen Records
[Snoop Dogg]
Brothers is wack by popular demand
Chasin fame and girls livin they life on cruise control
But tell me; what do it profit a man
to gain a whole world livin trife but then lose his soul?
I’m here to wake my peoples up from they dreamin
Kill every demon and snakes that make, even feds steamin
Even though my star gleamin man my life ain’t trouble-free
Homie take it from me, Snoopy DO-double-G
[Stevie Wonder]
It’s no better people who have left the problems of today
Leavin to conclude that for their life is not the way
But every problem has an answer, and if yours you cannot find
You can talk it over to Him, He’ll give you piece of mind
When you feel your life’s too harrr-arrrrrd
Just go have a talk with Go-ooooood
Heyyyyyyeahhhheyyyy
[Snoop Dogg]
So much drama on the ave, the copper just laughed
Man the West is wild, that old hit was wrong
Cause out here, momma don’t have, and poppa don’t have
As God blessed the child that can go get his own
And we struggle hard suffer long, I’m feelin like this life is a trip
Tryin to keep our hearts pure through the sins
But the race ain’t to the swift or the strong, the wise or the rich
But to them they can endure to the end and win
[Stevie Wonder]
When you feel your life’s too harrr-arrrrrd
Just go have a talk with Go-ooooood… y
- Mp3 Title:“Candy”
- Album: << Tha Blue Carpet Treatment >>
- Singer: Snoop Dogg
- Company:Geffen Records
[E-40]
Uh! (the candy man!) E-40!
[Snoop Dogg]
Sticky icky! Snoop Dogg!
DPG, MC Eiht, Goldie Loc
[E-40]
E-40! Yeah…
[Snoop Dogg]
Talk to ‘em nephew (the candy man!)
Come on..
[E-40]
Narcotics is the death merchant, shipping and handling yolla I supply
Time to get up and wipe the eye boogers out my eye (out my eye!)
What y’all tryna buy pimpin y’know it’s kinda dry!
Yeah, I only gotta couple of pies left that’ll last me through the year
Doula, (ewwww!) ice cream caaandy! (What it do?)
Man that shit be comin in haaandy!
(Ewwww!) It’s real walkie talkie (What else?)
I got that from the DB’s, my cousin.. work dirty!
If you want ‘em I got ‘em, you hoping to cop it, you better be about yo’ grit! (grit!)
Devour any cowards, sours slippery at the lip (lip!)
Beast up, suck up to none, don’t be no sucker (sucker!)
Be a block monster, be a reputable motherfucker (motherfucker!)
(Ewwww!) Real mash with my Spanish (Spanish!)
If ain’t about no gouda, potna you can vanish
(Ewwww!) Don’t get put up in yo’ place
Give me 40 feet and an ounce of space
[Chorus]
You want ‘em? I got ‘em.. drippin like water [8X]
[Snoop Dogg over Chorus]
Sticky icky icky! Ahh, ahh!
You know I got that candy.
- Mp3 Title:“Boss Life”
- Album: << Tha Blue Carpet Treatment >>
- Singer: Snoop Dogg
- Company:Geffen Records
[Snoop Dogg]
Some of ‘em lie about the shit they got and what they do on the block
Some of ‘em lie about the guns they pop
But I don’t, I don’t, I don’t, I don’t
That’s how it is for me ’cause I live a boss’ life
So many niggaz wanna play but still got dues to pay
Some of ‘em gotta beg a bitch to stay
But I don’t, I don’t, I don’t, I don’t
That’s how it is for me ’cause I live a boss’ life
Now this is for the B’s and the C’s, and the D’s and the H’s
And the G’s puttin work in overseas
At ease with the Doggy and smoke some weed
Fuck it, if my nigga detoxing, it’s more for me
Baby this is presidential really
A pocket full of women understanding how I’m living
Show them hoes how you winning
It’s the beginning with the pearls you’re given
The world soft like linen and sweet like cinnamon
But everyday like 50 say, it’s +Many Men+
They wanna take me out the spot, they want the pussy and the ends
But separate the paper and the Benz and the cribs
Then the hoes, then the clothes, I’ma have to let ‘em go
You know how the Dogg roll.. don’t get it twisted
‘Cause he bang out the East just in case you wanna visit
A touch of the exquisite, mixed with somethin pimpish
And it’s comin from the Beach where them niggaz is a beast
But I just listen, all that shit is in my past
I’m connected to the purse fi
- Mp3 Title:“Beat Up On Yo Pads”
- Album: << Tha Blue Carpet Treatment >>
- Singer: Snoop Dogg
- Company:Geffen Records
Who ride? (We ride!)
Who ride? (We ride!)
Who ride? (WE RIDE!)
On three “We ride”
One two three – WE RIDE!
One two three – WE RIDE!
One two three – WE RIDE!
[Mr. Porter] Mr. Porter! [echoes]
[Snoop Dogg]
Beat up on yo’ pads
C’mon little homie go on and beat up on yo’ pads
Yeah, beat up on yo’ pads
Ha ha (Steelers Steelers)
Yeah, beat up on yo’ pads
C’mon little homie go on and beat up on yo’ pads
You love football? Well beat up on yo’ pads
If you down with Snoop Dogg go on and beat up on yo’ pads
All my little homies beat up on yo’ pads
C’mon little homie go on and beat up on yo’ pads
If you’re runnin the ball then speed up on ‘em fast
Ain’t no need to play with ‘em, go on beat up on yo’ pads
They bang every Saturday and Sunday loc
SYFL, man it ain’t no joke
Helmets and shoulder pads, ain’t no bulletproof vests
See ain’t too many options on the wild wild West
See I’ve been blessed, so I guess that I can give back
Football in the hood dog, you dig that
I brought the demos back and that’s just one
I’m in Pomona with the Steelers, come and get some
Want some’n bad enough take it
Them runningbacks dippin, cuttin and shakin, you ain’t gettin none
Inside-out, hit the eight gap
I love it when they say that – who’s house?!
C house, G house, P house, D house
Well, we house wherever
