Poppin, stoppin, hoppin like a rabbit

When I take the nina Ross ya know I gota ta have it

I lay back in the cut retain myself

Think about the shit, and I'm thinkin wealth

How can I makes my grip

And how should I make that nigga straight slip

Set trip, gotta get him for his grip

as i dip around the corner, now i'm on a-nother

mission, wishin, upon a star

Snoop Doggy Dogg with the caviar

In the back of the limo no demo, this is the real

Breakin niggaz down like Evander Holyfield, chill

to the next Episode

I make money, and I really don't love hoes

Tell ya the truth, I swoop in the Coupe

I used to sell loot, I used to shoot hoops

But now I, make, hits, every single day

With, that nigga, the diggy Dr. Dre

So lay back in the cut, motherfucker 'fore you get shot

It's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop



Verse Two:



Boy it's gettin hot, yes indeed it is

Snoop Dogg on the mic i'm about as crazy as Biz

Markie, spark the, chronic bud real quick

And let me get into some fly gangsta shit

Yeah, I lay back, stay back in the cut

Niggaz try to play the D-O-G like a mutt

I got a little message, don't try to see Snoop

I'm fin to fuck a bitch, what's her name it's Luke

You tried to see me, on the TV, youse a B.G.

D-O-double-G, yes I'ma O.G.

You can't see my homey Dr. Dre

So what the fuck a nigga like you gotta say

Gotta take a trip to the MIA

And serve your ass with a motherfuckin AK

You, can't, see, the D-O-double-G, cuz that be me

i'm servin um, swervin in the Coupe

The Lexus, flexes, from Long Beach to Texas

Sexist, hoes, they wanna get witht his

Cuz Snoop Dogg is the shit, beeeitch!



Verse Three:



Ahhhh, I'm somewhat brain