You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your Make money, take money! Why you trickin on them other hoes? Why you trickin' on them other hoes? Let's be friends Let's be friends (where my niggas at, where my bitches at?) Where my people

Bitch, I might be I promise you ain't met a real one like me Girl, I think I might let you be my wifey Put some diamonds on your neck, girl, have you icy Or I might just spend a check, I'm still deciding Ooh, I see niggas hatin', they wanna be like me

Feel a way, feel a way, young nigga feel a way I've stopped listening to things you say I tried with you And getting high with you I had to let go of us to show myself what I could do And that just didn't sit right with you And now you're trying to make

I got a bunch of bullets and a bag of guns I pass 'em to my niggaz c'mon Now tell me what y'all smoking What kinda heat y'all holdin' Well is your creep move potent We got the plan in motion Want to get high, come smoke with me Smoke with me, light it up

Man up, check, chest out, check Chin up, check, discipline, check Listenin', check My nigga, let your My nigga, let your nuts hang My nigga, let your nuts hang (nuts hang) My nigga, let your (nigga, let your) Nuts hang (nuts hang)

How you let a nigga in the feds out do you Your pockets in the red and I don't wanna talk to you If I ain't a millionaire then my lil boy can grow a pussy If Guwop ain't bout his business then Popeye must be a sissy And if you ain't getting money I don't

Blam blam, blam to dem all Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg (pump pump) Let the motion of your body be the key, 'cause we be the motherfucking G Funk family Now, I'll play the G in this deadly game Snoop Dogg is the name Dogg Pound's the game

I feel like, the world mine Just bow down, the world mine I'ma let you live, the world mine This world mine Yeah I like that, boi Nigga fuck your time niggga I waited my whole life to be the man of the hour

Money conversations, money conversations, money convo Bitch I came straight from the bottom, nigga and I'm still humble Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble AK-47s, M16s, they gon' sting, bumble Got your main bitch with me bent over

Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side, do he live No the nigga dies Life will keep existing while I'm shitin' on the corners Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen You shot your bullet, but the bullet wwnt Desperado, do work for