Gz and Hustlas
کاور آهنگ Gz and Hustlas از Snoop Dogg

Gz and Hustlas

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Good morning boys and girls

I'm your Substitute teacher

My name is Mr. Buckwort

The topic for today is, what you would like to be when you grow up?

You, over there in the jean shirt

What you wanna be when you grow up?

(I'd like to be a police officer)

Alright, that's a pretty good profession

You, over there in that black shirt

What you wanna be when you grow up?

(I'd wanna be a fireman)

Alright, that's a pretty good profession too

Hey, you in the back with those French braids, what's your name?

My name is Snoop

Hi Snoop, what you wanna be when you grow up?

(I wanna be a motherfucking hustler, ya better ask somebody)

This is for the Gz and this is for the hustlas

This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz

This is for the Gz and this is for the hustlas

This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz

Freeze, at ease, now let me drop some more of them keys

It's 199-tre, so let me just play

It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre

But this time I'ma hit your ass with a touch

To leave motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up

So, sit back relax, new jacks get smacked

It's Snoop Doggy-Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack

I don't lack for a second, and I'm still checkin'

The dopest motherfucker that you're hearin' on the record

It's me, ya see, SN double OP

DO double GY, the DO double G

I'm fly as a falcon, soarin' through the sky

And I'm high 'til I dizzie, rizzide

So check it, I get busy, I make your head dizzy

I blow up your mouth like I was Dizzy Gillespie

We all crazy, you can't phase me

I'm the S, oh yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck with the stress

I'm all about the chronic, bionic ya see

Every single day, chillin' with the DO double Gs

P-O-U-N-D, that's my clique, my crew

You fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up

I thought you knew, but yet and still

You wanna get real, now it's time to peel, you say chill

And feel the motherfuckin' realism

Snoop Doggy-Doggy is on the mic

I'm hittin' hard as steel, nigga

This is for the Gz and this is for the hustlas

This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz

This is for the Gz and this is for the hustlas

This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz

How many hoes in your motherfuckin' group

Wanna take a ride in my 7-8 Coupe, DeVille?

Chill, as I take you on a trip where them niggaz ride

Slide, you know about the East Side

Niggaz like myself, here to show you where it's at

With my hoes on my side and my strap

On my back, papers I stack daily

And Death Row is still the label that pays me

But you know how that goes, we flow toe for toe

If you ain't on the Row, fuck you and your hoe, really doe

So check it, it's Snoop Doggy, Dogg on the solo tip

Still clockin' grip, and don't really give a sheeit

About nuttin' at all, just my Doggs steppin' through the fog

And I'm still gonna fade 'em all

With the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin'

How many hoes in 94 will I be bangin'?

Every single one to get the job done

As I dip, skip, flip, right back to two one

Where the sun be shinin' and I be ryhmin'

It's me, Snoop DO double G, and I'm climbin'

This is for the Gz and this is for the hustlas

This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz

This is for the Gz and this is for the hustlas

This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz

I come creepin' through the fog with my saggin' Dukes

East Side, Long Beach, in a 7-8 Coupe DeVille

I'm rollin' with the G Funk, bumpin' in my shit and it don't quit

So, drop it on the one motherfucker put together that set

A nigga with a grip of that gangsta shit

With the Eastside hoes on my motherfuckin' dick

And the Compton niggaz all about to set trip

Swing it back, bring it back, just like this

And if you're with my shit, then blaze up another spliff

And keep the motherfuckin' blunt in your pocket loc'

'Cause Doggy-Doggy is all about the zigzag smoke

See, it's a West Coast thing, where I'm from

And if you want some, get some, bad enough, take some

But watch the gun by my side

Because it represents me and the motherfuckin' East Side

So, bow down to the bow wow 'cause bow wow

Yippie yo, you can't see my flow

My shit is dope, original, now you know

And can't no hood fuck with Death Rizzow

This is for the Gz and this is for the hustlas

This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz

This is for the Gz and this is for the hustlas

This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz