House Shoes - Snoop Dogg (史努比狗狗)

Ay Snoop Dogg

Ay ay ay Snoop Dogg

We the people

Wanna know

What's it like to be a boss mayne

I mean

What's it really like to walk in yo' shoes mayne

Yo

This ain't no cake walk

'Cuz keep it pimpin man I made y'all

Yo

The game played you

I'm 19 in kush and a Swisher

Yo

Cash by the bundles and bundles at wholesale

No bail the feds tryin to give me mo' jail

But I'm a superstar

Ridin in my super car

Ponytail swangin

Lookin super hard

Yo

I wake up every day and blow a zip

Count

Contraband on my HIP

Outstanding with my pimp hand

Handing me my GRIP

Outlandish on my tip like this

Yo

The bouelvard star

Red carpet walker

So famous

Feelin' like Amos

The police one time cain't contain us

I'm rich as a motherf**ker ain't I ain't I

Yo

I'm the boss and you know dat

Send two I send 'bout fo' back dead

Yo

Don't let the names do you wrong

I'm so involved with the heat I need meds

Yo

My whole life is like a video

I make good music like really doe

Standin on my own two

Lookin at you suckers

What'chu gon' do

Ballin ain't a thing that's what I'm gon' do

Yo

Back at 'em

The 'llac with a chandelier

With a Foxy

I call her Pam Grier

Yo

This my part of town

You can't stand here

You say you gangster

The Runners gettin' ran here

Chop 'em up sit 'em down

Please don't disturb the Dogg

Ain't worth the call

I ain't even heard of y'all

The nerve of y'all

To face what you cain't see

I don't give a who went down

He ain't me

Yo

Khakis creased

All stars

Blue barette

So much money on him

The city tried to sue the set

Boss Dogg here I go

Hoggin in my own lane

In 1988 I was up the whole thang

Yo

And now I'm involved with raps

Million dollar deals

Movies and countin' stacks

The critics try to fight the facts

But I'm loved everywhere go and fight that

Yo

I think they love it when I'm trippin'

That pop make it hard to listen

Yo

But when it sounds like this

It make a wanna pop his clip in

Now listen

Yo

Turn that beat up

That bass got 'em feelin' froggy

Quit your talk

I got homies bigger than John Coffey

Yo

And they'll tear this whole place up

Got gangsters puttin' on makeup ya dig

Yo

The West coast king is on his again

They in panic like

How do we get rid of him

The answer is you cain't

And even if you could

You ain't

Yo