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Oh No (Album Version (Explicit) w/o interlude) [feat. 50 Cent] [Explicit]
Snoop Dogg
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Yeah (damn, damn, damn)
It's 50 Cent, and S-N, double O-P (what? What? What? What?)
You don't want it with Snoop and you don't want it with me
Every time I come around, they like, "Oh, no"
I get to trippin', slap the clip up in my fo'-fo'
Shit, I been through in my hood made my heart cold
I get to poppin' off that thang like I'm loco
No sense in coppin' pleas when you see my knife out (knife out)
Motherfucker, it's lights out (lights out)
Here come Snoop, shit (oh, no)
What's up, nigga? What's up now, huh? (Oh, no)
Ricky Ticky Timble, C's is the symbol
Corduroy khakis, Stacys, and brimmed up
Straight razors, just to keep you trimmed up
187, oh, yeah, now you remember? (Wow)
He's electrifying (wow), and original (wow)
So gangster (wow), Snoop Dogg the criminal
The one you hate to love, in the club, in the cut
Hugged up with your bitch, nigga, I don't give a shit (nigga, what?)
You betta check dat hoe (what?) That's what wreckin', G (damn)
Now step your game down 'cause ain't no checkin' me
You'll be respecting me until I leave this room
Or my gat'll go boom, bullets go zoom
Now your name's on a tomb
They pourin' out liquor with no room to consume, you silly buffoon
I pop niggas like balloons, I ain't feelin' 'em
Walkin' in my big blue Chucks, 'cause I'm killin' 'em (yeah)
Every time I come around, they like, "Oh, no"
I get to trippin', slap the clip up in my fo'-fo'
Shit, I been through in my hood made my heart cold
I get to poppin' off that thang like I'm loco
No sense in coppin' pleas when you see my knife out (knife out)
Motherfucker, it's lights out (lights out)
Here come Snoop, shit (oh, no)
(Ah, what's happenin', nigga?) (It's 50 Cent)
Ever since the moment I was born I been dyin' (yeah)
Hundred miles an hour, pulse flyin' wit my iron (uh-huh)
He who fears fate lives like a coward
You go against me, you'll be devoured
That niรฑa get to poppin', you'll have a change of heart
I hit your chest a couple times, you'll have to change your heart
Have doc usin' donors, dead niggas for spare parts
You come back with lungs of a snitch and the heart of dead narc
Niggas never see the light 'til spark
Then they bleed, it get cold, then shit get dark (uh-huh)
You can call me the beast from the East, I run these streets
You could eat hollow tip shells or you could work for me
These rap niggas crazy, my mercy has limits
Push me, a hundred revolvers'll get to spinnin' (whoo!)
Your services are no longer needed, rock-a-bye, baby
My bitch'll do it to you with a lil' 380 (yeah)
Every time I come around they like, "Oh, no"
I get to trippin', slap the clip up in my fo'-fo'
Shit, I been through in my hood made my heart cold
I get to poppin' off that thang like I'm loco
No sense in coppin' pleas when you see my knife out (knife out)
Motherfucker, it's lights out (lights out)
Here come Snoop, shit (oh, no)
What's up, nigga? (Oh, no)
I'm bailin' through the door again, let Mo' Mo' pour again
Me and my hoe again
Yeah, she got the four up in this motherfucker
And I'ma bust it if you try to rush us, or touch us or sucka-ducka us
It'll crack off
Now back off, real slow (back up real slow)
And if you don't know, I never hesitate to shoot a hoe
Yeah, that's my reputation, you test my patience
And you and your fam-bam, gon' hear the blam, blam (blam, blam)
Goddammit, I'm at it again
They don' let bitch nigga up outta the pen
And now he lookin' for me, what the heck? (What?)
My game is built on respect
Now I'm breathin' down your motherfuckin' neck
I dumps 'til my clip is empty
I'm headin' down Wilshire to San Vicente
And when I get there, don't ask who sent me
Just take them shots and drop it like it's hot, bitch nigga
Every time I come around, they like, "Oh, no"
I get to trippin', slap the clip up in my fo'-fo'
Shit, I been through in my hood made my heart cold
I get to poppin' off that thang like I'm loco
No sense in coppin' pleas when you see my knife out (knife out)
Motherfucker, it's lights out (lights out)
Here come Snoop, shit (oh, no)
Ha-ha-ha, yeah, nigga
Just when you thought I was gone
Slide back up on you like the wind, nigga
Hurricane D-O double G
With the G-G-G-G-G-G
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