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Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg


Background information
Birth name Cordozar Calvin Broadus
Born October 20, 1971
Origin Long Beach, California, United States
Genre(s) Gangsta Rap
Hip-hop
Years active 1992—present
Label(s) Doggystyle Records
Capitol Records
Geffen Records
Death Row Records
Priority Records
No Limit Records
EMI Music
Associated acts Tha Dogg Pound
Nate Dogg
Pharrell Williams
B-Real
Cypress Hill
Ice Cube
Tha Eastsidaz
213
Nine Inch Dix
Xzibit
Website Website



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Snoop Dogg Album


More Malice (03/23/2010)
03/23/2010
1.
I Wanna Rock (The Kings G-Mix feat. Jay Z)
2.
3.
So Gangsta (feat. Butch Cassidy)
4.
5.
That Tree (feat. Kid Cudi)
6.
You're Gonna Luv Me
7.
Pronto (G-Mix feat. Soulja Boy Tell 'Em and Bun-B)
8.
Gangsta Luv (feat. The-Dream)
1.
Malice Saves Alice
2.
Nipsey's Apartment
3.
Bad News for Cain (Torture)
4.
Crashing Cain's Party (feat. Soulja Boy Tell 'Em)
5.
Malice Lives
6.
Making of Malice N Wonderland
. . .


[Intro: Sample courtesy of "It Takes Two" by Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock]
Right about now!!!!!

[Crowd Chanting]:
SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!! SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!! SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!!

[Chorus: Crowd Chanting]
(Sample of "It Takes Two" by Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock)
HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! (I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now)
HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! (I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now)

[Verse One: Snoop Dogg]
It's ya Eastside partner, Big Snoopy D-O
Turned like D-lo, catch me on your TiVo
Long Beach with me, the city and the turf chump
Get turf stomped, fuckin with the turf punk
I'm geeked up, I'm on my tip hoe
Turn it up bee-itch, what you here foe?
I'm goin all in, that's what I do
My little niggas jerkin, what's up with you?
This little rappin ass, niggas tappin out
I'm almost twenty in, the fuck you rappin 'bout?!
My niggas peeled up, the homeys growin big
I'm all in the club rollin twenty crips
You see a G, you better know the deal
You see the fellas fool, I'm in the streets for real
I'm kickin on these hoes, do 'em like dominos
I slam 'em on they back, and tell 'em vamanos

[Chorus: Sample of "It Takes Two" by Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock]
(Crowd Chanting)
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now (SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!!)
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now
(SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!! SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!!)
(HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!!) I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now)
(HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!!) I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now)

[Verse Two: Snoop Dogg]
I see 'em comin huh, that's what I heard em said
The .38 the same color's the Chevrolets'
501s' on, gangsta lookin good
I'm in the club holmes, Chuck'n up the hood
We the West boy, yeah you see the shirt
Smokin on that Kobe, fuckin wit that purp
I gotta get 'er mayne, baby hella thick
She said her name was Seven, call me Michael Vick {*panting*}
'Cause I'm a dog, hoe, give 'em the dick and dash
Fuck whatchu called fo', if I ain't hit dat ass
I'm Snoopy D-O-Dubb, I get it poppin cuz
And when I'm in the buildin, they get to poppin up
They get to spendin cash, screamin T.I.U.
Now gon' Turn It Up, lil' mama look at you!
I'm giggin on these hoes, do 'em like dominoes
And slam 'em on they back, and tell 'em vamanos

[Chorus: Sample of "It Takes Two" by Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock]
(Crowd Chanting)
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now (SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!!)
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now
(SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!! SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!!)
(HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!!) I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now)
(HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!!) I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now)

[Verse Three: Snoop Dogg]
Boss Dogg chillin, lookin like a million
Yeah, nigga got it, I'ma leave it to my chil'ren
Tonight I'm on some other shit, and baby lovin it
Hella fast, grip dey ass like the oven mitt
I'm gooned up, boy! Rich as fuck, boy!
Black and gold brakes, that's my truck, boy
I'm on my Eastside, shit I'm workin
I got the party goin, and it's jerkin
My niggas all long, we rollin out deck
Hoes gettin in, you betta pick a bitch
'Cause when I shut it down, the party's over wit
She call me Superman, I'm on my +Soulja+ shit (YOOOOOOOU!)
Boss Dogg, get 'em, I sick 'em and take 'em home
West Coast bitch, I'm on my fuckin throne
I'm giggin on these hoes, do 'em like dominoes
And slam 'em on they back, and tell 'em vamanos

[Chorus: Sample of "It Takes Two" by Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock]
(Crowd Chanting)
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now (SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!!)
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now
(SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!! SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!!)
(HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!!) I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now
(HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!!) I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now
I Wanna rock right now

. . .


Watch your mouth never speak on what you not know
I'm from the west coast I turn his face into a pothole
15 deep niggas creepin' in the Tahoe
Let's see you act macho when I pull the burner on ya
Sideways like a taco
Rap niggas we all talk like a Raldo
Trunk full of cargo
Dry like Barstow
Arsenal run up on 'em
Get up on 'em
Drill 'em with the clips
Niggas gon' respect mine
I run this whole shit
Crip rag in my pocket
Three eighty on my hip
But back to this hip hop
Who next on the list
Gangstas don't kiss we get old and die rich
I smoke till I'm sleep
Crush these niggas with my fist
Your daddy was a coward you's a son of a bitch
So back to the glock with the infra-blue clip
We hit licks and gang bang
You on some T-Pain shit
Chop the pop and 20 crip
Watch the flames hit his whip
Then I'm back to the block shit
Rock shit, hot shit
Hit 'em in the chest
Doggy run up in his pockets
Misrepresenting sock him in his eye socket
I sat back and let you little niggas make your profits
Nonsense, I'm watching, hoes out of pocket
You heard what they say
Don't block it till you knock it
You stole my whole style
I'm 'bout to take you fools hostage
Brrrah, bhrrrrah
From the looks to the hooks
I'm looking at these new niggas flippin' through my book
There's only one king
Is you a pawn or a rook?
I got hand machine guns and soldiers on foot
So beef with me it's none
Nigga done south huh
I throw a bullet at ya who gon catch it nigga duck
Then send them goons at ya
Turn your weapons into dust
You against me it's like trying to fight a bus
I'm at the BET Awards sitting in disgust
It's still a (G Thang) but yet they wanna be us
They wanna be Daz
They wanna be Kurupt
Cash on delivery money up front
Yeah
Bubble kush out a purple blunt
Who's the best nigga circle one
Snoop Dogg
I'm large in the streets
My arms and my feets knee deep in the game
I'm the best on the beat
Let you little niggas speak
And run for a treat
Motherfuckin' geeks
All y'all niggas owe me until you rest in peace
And that's our D.P.G. motherfucka

[Outro - Snoop talking]
That's real shit man
How the fuck y'all gon' keep having these award shows out here on the west coast
But ain't no mutherfuckas from the west coast winning no awards, nigga?
It's like that, it's just like that

We showed you niggas how to do this shit
Bitch ass nigga.
Want some, get some.
Bad enough, take some

. . .

So Gangsta

[No lyrics]

. . .


Dogghouse
Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh, huh

We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight
With the homeboy Tray Deee
Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay
What you say, what you say, huh?
(We do this like everyday)

Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?
Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?
V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus
'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbage

Down in yellow brick road my destination, the dogghouse
Toastin' remys, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out
Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball

They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass
Hope you brought your playa pass
Tray Deee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks
Bigger than big everyday in L.A.
4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yae, beeyotch

Dogghouse, turnin' it out and if you ain't dope
You gots to get, the fuck out, that's on the O G D P
(Say what)
And that's how it is when you fuckin' with me

Don't matter how you come, use all angles
Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles
My hookup, long rangers
Better float like a nationwide sky pager

Them hoes save us, talk about bein' playas
On the real, we can deal with you playa haters
We hit the spot, every city got a block
What you makin' when you take it
To a different type of level that it pops

Know the dog keep the hip rocks, steady bangin'
Hoes steady sangin' from the gang that we claimin'
Yo, it's waniac, the maniac, Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap?

Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot
To see if he floatin' with me up to the dogghouse
Hit the weed he lightin, outside little niggas is fightin'
This bomb, I'm likin'

Holla at my folks, I know up in the complex
Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed
Now we ready to roll, hit the store then the carpool lane
Once again it's on, big chiefin'

Remind me of the noisiest place
Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced
How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1
Killin' my lungs, keepin' these homies and bitches on one

Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still sayin' fuck it
Headed up to dogghouse swervin' in a bucket
Puffin' on some bomb from my comrade blue
And got my little bitch, catch a contact too

House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on
Swoopin' to some soopafly, gettin' my smoke on
Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it
4 Tay on the way, plus the twins is posted

'Bout to set it off bet, it's off the hook
Straight crooks, gettin' money off the books
Makin' nothin' but that gangsta shit that niggas lovin'
Thuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'

Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers
Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers
Cocksuckers, they can't stop us, now put up your choppers
Just in case they rollin' with them coppers

I shut 'em down, doggpound for them bitches
I be seein' you with snitches every time, I'm hittin' switches
Ice skatin' over ditches
I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches

I be mobbin' down the road tryin' to bag up my bags
I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearin' up the back of my khakis
I'm tryin' to reach my dog dirty red
But this hoe won't let me know, which way to go, I'm movin' slow

My chucks only come with a hundred miles of walkin'
Hundred miles of runnin', smellin' funny and I'm gunnin' nigga
Doggpound gangsta crip for life
And we gon' party in this motherfucker all damn night

. . .


Snoopy, it's what they say as if they knew me
Groupie on my head like a koofie
My nigga kid Cudi, that's my little buddy
Calls some hoes up and get some cudi cudi

What's your life like, mines is kinda tight
A long way from hustling, that shining light
My people love the fans love me come all go
If you ain't showin' love then what you call for

I don't need it in my life, my kids pay the price
Sorta like the need of my wife
Smoke 'til I'm gone, dog on the throne
I'm worldwide known, I'm a boss in the zone

I get it how I get it 'cause I can, I earn my spot
You see the plan, I'm just fuckin' with my fans
I turned out to be the better man, important to life
You understand while I'm puffin on this gram

Everythin' I'm havin'
No, they ain't necessity
Though I'm shinin', keep on grindin'
What you see ain't all of me

Though I keep them hoes, don't love them hoes
The code in which I roll
It's so simple what I need
You know I keep my fame and I can't forget that tree

Na, na, na, na, na, na
I can't forget that tree
Na, na, na, na, na, na
I can't forget that tree

Na, na, na, na, na, na
I can't forget that tree
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na

I got my fame dog, look at my niggas
Got a 'lil money, yo and I ain't trippin'
Most days are faded, feelin' the next way is
Steady wanting freaky hoes then I want a lady

Holdin' the fame down and my close homies
The people who was there were some suckas, let me lonely, phoney
When you see a nigga don't approach me
Made it to the top, baby haters on me

Catch trying to claim that they made me
However you feelin' the real fo' gazy
I keep it 100 never frontin', no need be
I made it in a zone no place you could see

Well, nigga, come yo to haters that don't know
Loco how a nigga life from post po
The ones fans love who was always approachable yo
And I rep the double O, eating cheerios

Everythin' I'm havin'
No, they ain't necessity
Though I'm shinin', keep on grindin'
What you see ain't all of me

Though I keep them hoes don't love them hoes
The code in which I roll
It's so simple what I need
You know I keep my fame and I can't forget that tree

Na, na, na, na, na, na
I can't forget that tree
Na, na, na, na, na, na
I can't forget that tree

Na, na, na, na, na, na
I can't forget that tree
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na

Can't forget it, they made me who I am, a king
And I'm still on the scene, you gotta love it
All out in public, the people wanna touch me
I need a blunt with the stuffing

Nigga, it's nothing for me to chill out, post up at the house
With madden on the screen and smash on the homies
Hollywood, nice now everybody owe me
And the block talk shit like they know me

Oh, fool, take you niggas to school
How to get rich and stay cool
Snoopy D-O dub, show your homie
Even with the critics and the feds all on me

I was tapping all the conies
Dogg but my folks call me snoopy, boss dog nigga sue me
Ponytail swinging as I lay it in the kufi
Loving my life, while I'm puffing on the oh wee 'cause

Everythin' I'm havin'
No, they ain't necessity
Though I'm shinin', keep on grindin'
What you see ain't all of me

Though I keep them hoes don't love them hoes
The code in which I roll
It's so simple what I need
You know I keep my fame and I can't forget that tree

Na, na, na, na, na, na
I can't forget that tree
Na, na, na, na, na, na
I can't forget that tree

Na, na, na, na, na, na
I can't forget that tree
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na

Snoop Dogg in the house tonight
Blowing that blaker purp that I know you like right
Kid Cudi, my nephew blaze that shit
Right now would you, would you right?

Snoop Dogg in the house tonight
Blazing that Lakers herb that I know you like right
Kid Cudi, my nephew blaze that shit
Right now my nigga like fly

. . .

You're Gonna Luv Me

[No lyrics]

. . .


[Snoop Dogg]
radio killa
big snoop d o dub
the american dream
ayo nephew
come up off them keys
sing a lil something for the ladies
let em know how we feelin’

[The Dream]
everytime i go around
shawty love me down
run off on me like click clack
throw it out like take that
she make it do what it do when we doing what we do in back of the lac
Im like im up all for that , and every night her body gets straped how bout

that
Gangstaa G- Gangsta , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa
Thatt gangstaaa lovee .

[Snoop dogg] [Verse]
yeah she love it the way i put it on her
blowing trees in the breez sippin corona
lost dog i give it to her right & she like it
she on the hip like a phsycic , izzy.
one of the coolest of fool on the flo
i whispered in her ear , come here yu ready to go ?
i bowled up a winna and put it up in the air
got that low dress on yu comin up outta dere, yeah
she like that , yu like that
yu say you bite , well i bite back
and im all go , we can do it till tomorrow
i beat it up like harpo
snoopy , i go hard baby yes
kissin on ya chest & im diggin out your stress
i wont stop till yur finished
but yu aint felt love till a gangsta get up in it . Dream

[The Dream] [Chorous]

everytime i go around
shawty love me down
run off on me like click clack
throw it out like take that
she make it do what it do when we doing what we do in back of the lac
Im like im up all for that , and every night her body gets straped how bout

that
Gangstaa G- Gangsta , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa
Thatt gangstaaa lovee .

[Snoop Dogg]

she always cold in the middle of the night
coz ima dogg ima give her what she like
she say ma name loud , i say her name low
thats what i aim fo , thats how the game go
baby like the way i wake her up ,
coz ima gangsta i grab her by the butt
pull her to my side, im in deep
woke that ass up , just to put her to sleep
everyday is the same thang , i creep in
its like true blood , i sink my teeth in
i gotta have it , the L B raisement
we was taught to dig em down crazy
lights out , im so lit
mama’s so gone , daddy wont quit
i wont stop till yur finished
but yu aint felt love till a gangsta get up in it . Dream

[Dream] [Chorous]

everytime i go around
shawty love me down
run off on me like click clack
throw it out like take that
she make it do what it do when we doing what we do in back of the lac
Im like im up all for that , and every night her body gets straped how bout

that
Gangstaa G- Gangsta , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa
Thatt gangstaaa lovee .

[Snoop dogg] [verse]
This the life that yu show
the loop , the coop , the grows
anything goes
its so good got her wiggling her toes (wow)
The boss , the dream
the floss , the cream
the trips overseas
all these things really dont mean a thing
when im tearing that ass up workin yu like a shift
i give it to yu like a gift
yu hear what that boy say
yu wouldnt jack , give it up fast
then i hit it from the back
snoopy your so good , she screaming & i like that girl
she off in another world .
i aint stop till yur finished
she love this gangsta , espically when im in it . Dream

[Chorous]

. . .


Radio Killa, Big Snoop D O dub
The American Dream

Ayo nephew, come up off them keys
Sing a lil' somethin' for the ladies
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Let 'em know how we feelin' right now

Every time I go around, shawty love me down
Run off on me like click clack, throw it out like take that
She make it do what it do when we doin'
What we do in back of the 'Lac, I'm like I'm up all for that
And every night her body gets strapped how 'bout

That gangsta, gang, gangsta
That gangsta, gang, gangsta
Gangsta, gang, gangsta
That gangsta love

Yeah, she love it the way I put it on her
Blowin' trees, summer breeze, sippin' Corona
Lost dog I give it to her right and she like it
She on the hip like a psychic, izzy

One of the coolest of fool on the flow
I whispered in her ear, come here you ready to go?
I bowled up a winna and put it up in the air
Got that low dress on you comin' up outta there, yeah

She like that, you like that
You say you bite, well, I bite back
And I'm all go, we can do it till tomorrow
I beat it up like Harpo

Snoopy, I go hard, baby, yes
Kissin' on yo' chest and I'm diggin' out your stress
I won't stop till yo' finished
But you ain't felt love till a gangsta get up in it, Dream

Every time I go around, shawty love me down
Run off on me like click clack, throw it out like take that
She make it do what it do when we doin'
What we do in back of the 'Lac, I'm like I'm up all for that
And every night her body gets strapped how 'bout

That gangsta, gang, gangsta
That gangsta, gang, gangsta
Gangsta, gang, gangsta
That gangsta love

She always cold in the middle of the night
'Cause I'm a dogg, I'm a give her what she like
She say my name loud, I say her name low
That's what I aim fo', that's how the game go

Baby like the way I wake her up
'Cause I'm a gangsta, I grab her by the butt
Pull her to my side, I'm in deep
Woke that ass up just to put her to sleep

Everyday is the same thang, I creep in
It's like true blood, I sink my teeth in
I gotta have it, the LB raisement
We was taught to dig 'em down crazy

Lights out, I'm so lit
Mama's so gone, daddy won't quit
I won't stop till you're finished
But you ain't felt love till a gangsta get up in it, Dream

Every time I go around, shawty love me down
Run off on me like click clack, throw it out like take that
She make it do what it do when we doin'
What we do in back of the 'Lac, I'm like I'm up all for that
And every night her body gets strapped how 'bout

That gangsta, gang, gangsta
That gangsta, gang, gangsta
Gangsta, gang, gangsta
That gangsta love

This the life that you show
The loop, the coop, the grows
Anything goes
It's so good got her wigglin' her toes

The boss, the dream
The floss, the cream
The trips overseas
All these things really don't mean a thing

When I'm tearin' that ass up workin' you like a shift
I give it to you like a gift
You hear what that boy say, you wouldn't jack, give it up fast
Then I hit it from the back

Snoopy you're so good, she screamin' and I like that girl
She off in another world
I ain't stop till you're finished
She love this gangsta especially when I'm in it, Dream

Every time I go around, shawty love me down
Run off on me like click clack, throw it out like take that
She make it do what it do when we doin'
What we do in back of the 'Lac, I'm like I'm up all for that
And every night her body gets strapped how 'bout

That gangsta, gang, gangsta
That gangsta, gang, gangsta
Gangsta, gang, gangsta
That gangsta love

Gangsta, gang, gangsta
That gangsta, gang, gangsta
Gangsta, gang, gangsta
That gangsta love

. . .

Malice Saves Alice

[No lyrics]

. . .

Nipsey's Apartment

[No lyrics]

. . .

Bad News for Cain (Torture)

[No lyrics]

. . .

Crashing Cain's Party

[No lyrics]

. . .

Malice Lives

[No lyrics]

. . .

Making of Malice N Wonderland

[No lyrics]

. . .


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