Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg - Real Talk songtekst
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Yo felly wat up Two in da morning while u yawnin I jump out my bed limewire we fire at yo motha fuckin head You betta duck, left u stuck, full it struck Homie, wat, nigga, wat, wat, wat, wat, wat, wat, wat Dope fiends need dope like y'all need air to breathe And every hussla on the corner needs cheese If y'all want dat get your throwback Pull your braids out and roll yo fro back Just like dat I bend it slow, let me tell u wat I'm in it fo Sorta like a mineral, but I'm more than a general No longer a criminal, me an Tookie Williams for real We were identical, he took me to the pinnacle And they wanna know how I feel about the governor, Arnold Schwarzenegger, (he's a nice guy, I love him) Yeah whatever Hmmm So I'ma spread tha word now that my OG is free as a bird U heard wat I said; u thought that he was betta off dead But his teachings and doctrines is wat I'ma spread I love leading those, who love to be led And I love feeding those, who wanna be fed So stand in line and get your tickets Ain't no wine and no bread It's just lines and new rhymes about the crimes that I did If u doin it big, u gotta handle yo biz, and in the memory of We go educate the kids Sangfroid that's the word and the lesson For those unaware that means I'm calm under pressure Teacher, teacher, could u please kick some old skool rhymes? Can u show them you've not forgotten where you've come from…..ok La-di-da-di, listen everybody We do cause trouble, and we shoot up da party We got just some niggas from the LBC Fuck a nigga up quick On some dangerous shit Now for real, for real, we go the Beverly Hills And do a couple of licks, till I stack me some bricks And we will not quit, until we see fit Schwarzeneggers a straight up bitch But let me stay on course, I don't mean to drift Cuz the scene is shift, we stay mean wit dis Crispy clean wit dis, I'ma da OG as u seen wit dis Keep a bad as bitch on some gangsta shit Uuhuuh, Uuhuuh, Snoop Dogg, could u please kick somethin 4 da ladies cuz u always forget about us ……okay check dis out baby I had a stripper used to tip her her name was chanelle She used to bring me money when I was locked up in jail And when I got out, I was goin wit her everywhere She understood me girl yeah she was wat a player I didn't have to press it; never eva had to stress it And every time I think about it, damn it's a blessin' And I'm confessin', and I'm addressin' All the ladies who love to love a real man Do ya damn thang, don't be embarrassed That's the truest form of love when it's at its purest Don't have to second guess it, cuz tha S N double O Is lookin 4 a real woman, not no ditty hoe Ha-ha-ha, silly rabbit, tricks are for kids You're just a BEYATCH!!!!!!!!