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  • Snoop Doggy Dogg
    Miscellaneous
    For All My *************z & *******
    Artist: Snoop Doggy Dogg f/ Kurupt, Daz, Rage
    Album: Doggystyle
    Song: For All My *************z & *******

    Verse One: Kurupt
    Well it's that slow flow, D-O-double-G, *************
    See these other fools but you can't see me, *************
    Who am I? [It's Kurupt mother*******]
    Do or die [We gives a ************* mother*******]
    So slow your roll, I'm In Control like Janet
    The loc-est twenty-one year old ************* that's on this planet
    Take it for granted, if ya wanna, cuz I'm gonna
    grab my strap then clear the corner, beeotch!!
    Chorus: repeat 2X
    So all my ******* and my *************z and my *************z and my *******
    Wave your mother****** hands in the air
    And if you don't give a *************t
    Like we don't give a *************t
    Wave your mother****** fingers in the air
    Verse Two: Daz, Kurupt
    Now on a one, two, three who could it be
    Comin with a group of gangsta *************t for ninety-three
    So ninety-four's arrived *************, back on up
    And let me and my Dogg Kurupt ************* *************t up
    Now can't nobody see me here or there
    wherever I bails, I put it down on the ground
    Cuz ain't *************t for sale in the Coupe
    with the beat flossin off gold D's
    And my cousin Snoop packs well, you know what I mean
    And it don't take much, for the Dogg Pound to bust a cap
    in your ass, for gettin us all ****** up
    Now check it, it's a callin for *************z like Doggs
    who supposed to be the *************t, but steadily *************in like hogs
    (Yes y'all) Walk the Doggs (yes y'all) Yiggy y'all
    Stay full of that gin and juice and have a ball
    I packs a strap, like that, I kicks it like this
    Now how many ******* must get *************?
    Before they say, that Daz is that ************* from back in the day
    Ya never ever thought I'd see him bustin with Dr. Dre
    Cuz I grips mics, I rips mics in half
    Hoes be comin to my flat so I can tap that ass
    Chorus
    Verse Three: Kurupt
    You're headed my way, ************* you best to hit a U-turn quick
    So what's happenin? I'm cappin *************t up like a Western flick
    The kinpin of the clique, top notch
    17 shot Glock *************ed, so all ************* drop
    The run of the mill fool get broke off for tryin to serve
    the best Kurupt's era, peep the terror, cuz it's a murder fest
    I smoke chronic everyday, so what have we
    Another mother*******, gettin served like some cavy
    Now who, drops (ruff rhymes) I got full Juice like 2Pac
    (plus I'm) rollin with two Glocks
    Fly mother*******s can't see Kurupt
    Hellraisin like Pinhead, beware I'm tearin *************t the ************* up
    Slow your roll, like your legs was broken
    Who's jokin? Rakim never joked, so why should I loc?
    Now that's my idol, check the vital rhyme flow doe
    Runnin em like Flo Jo, stranded on Death Row
    Mediocre mother*******s die cuz I'm servin it
    They can't ************* with or see me I'm mass murderin
    [Smokin indo, look out my window I suppose] Yeah
    [*************z don't understand how we kicks diffrent flows]
    (I'm raw like new footage) I'm rugged like a BF Goodrich
    (Bring your whole set and get your hood lynched)
    [Drop to your knees like a dog in heat]
    Peep the murderous styles and the poetical techiques
    Chorus
    Verse Four: Rage
    Check it out, it's Rage, ready for the breakdown
    Take down, when it comes to the mic I'm puttin my weight down
    And that's 175 pounds of beed
    beatin yo' ass down to the concrete
    Fool, act like ya know
    I'm stranded on Death Row with no where to go, so
    What's a girl to do
    Take out a crew, or two, a few, what you wanna do?
    [Snoop] Throw your guns in the mother****** air, we don't care
    [Dogg Pound] *************z don't give a ************* *************
    [Snoop] About nuthin at all, just my Doggs and clockin the grip *************
    [Dogg Pound] *************z don't give a ************* *************
    [Snoop] That's why I can kick it so tuff, cuz when times get ruff, my
    [Dogg Pound] *************z don't give a ************* *************
    [Snoop] The clique i'm with, don't give a sheeit, ya know why?
    [Dogg Pound] Real *************z don't give a *************
    Chorus
  • Snoop Doggy Dogg
    Miscellaneous
    For All My *************z & *******
    Artist: Snoop Doggy Dogg f/ Kurupt, Daz, Rage
    Album: Doggystyle
    Song: For All My *************z & *******

    Verse One: Kurupt
    Well it's that slow flow, D-O-double-G, *************
    See these other fools but you can't see me, *************
    Who am I? [It's Kurupt mother*******]
    Do or die [We gives a ************* mother*******]
    So slow your roll, I'm In Control like Janet
    The loc-est twenty-one year old ************* that's on this planet
    Take it for granted, if ya wanna, cuz I'm gonna
    grab my strap then clear the corner, beeotch!!
    Chorus: repeat 2X
    So all my ******* and my *************z and my *************z and my *******
    Wave your mother****** hands in the air
    And if you don't give a *************t
    Like we don't give a *************t
    Wave your mother****** fingers in the air
    Verse Two: Daz, Kurupt
    Now on a one, two, three who could it be
    Comin with a group of gangsta *************t for ninety-three
    So ninety-four's arrived *************, back on up
    And let me and my Dogg Kurupt ************* *************t up
    Now can't nobody see me here or there
    wherever I bails, I put it down on the ground
    Cuz ain't *************t for sale in the Coupe
    with the beat flossin off gold D's
    And my cousin Snoop packs well, you know what I mean
    And it don't take much, for the Dogg Pound to bust a cap
    in your ass, for gettin us all ****** up
    Now check it, it's a callin for *************z like Doggs
    who supposed to be the *************t, but steadily *************in like hogs
    (Yes y'all) Walk the Doggs (yes y'all) Yiggy y'all
    Stay full of that gin and juice and have a ball
    I packs a strap, like that, I kicks it like this
    Now how many ******* must get *************?
    Before they say, that Daz is that ************* from back in the day
    Ya never ever thought I'd see him bustin with Dr. Dre
    Cuz I grips mics, I rips mics in half
    Hoes be comin to my flat so I can tap that ass
    Chorus
    Verse Three: Kurupt
    You're headed my way, ************* you best to hit a U-turn quick
    So what's happenin? I'm cappin *************t up like a Western flick
    The kinpin of the clique, top notch
    17 shot Glock *************ed, so all ************* drop
    The run of the mill fool get broke off for tryin to serve
    the best Kurupt's era, peep the terror, cuz it's a murder fest
    I smoke chronic everyday, so what have we
    Another mother*******, gettin served like some cavy
    Now who, drops (ruff rhymes) I got full Juice like 2Pac
    (plus I'm) rollin with two Glocks
    Fly mother*******s can't see Kurupt
    Hellraisin like Pinhead, beware I'm tearin *************t the ************* up
    Slow your roll, like your legs was broken
    Who's jokin? Rakim never joked, so why should I loc?
    Now that's my idol, check the vital rhyme flow doe
    Runnin em like Flo Jo, stranded on Death Row
    Mediocre mother*******s die cuz I'm servin it
    They can't ************* with or see me I'm mass murderin
    [Smokin indo, look out my window I suppose] Yeah
    [*************z don't understand how we kicks diffrent flows]
    (I'm raw like new footage) I'm rugged like a BF Goodrich
    (Bring your whole set and get your hood lynched)
    [Drop to your knees like a dog in heat]
    Peep the murderous styles and the poetical techiques
    Chorus
    Verse Four: Rage
    Check it out, it's Rage, ready for the breakdown
    Take down, when it comes to the mic I'm puttin my weight down
    And that's 175 pounds of beed
    beatin yo' ass down to the concrete
    Fool, act like ya know
    I'm stranded on Death Row with no where to go, so
    What's a girl to do
    Take out a crew, or two, a few, what you wanna do?
    [Snoop] Throw your guns in the mother****** air, we don't care
    [Dogg Pound] *************z don't give a ************* *************
    [Snoop] About nuthin at all, just my Doggs and clockin the grip *************
    [Dogg Pound] *************z don't give a ************* *************
    [Snoop] That's why I can kick it so tuff, cuz when times get ruff, my
    [Dogg Pound] *************z don't give a ************* *************
    [Snoop] The clique i'm with, don't give a sheeit, ya know why?
    [Dogg Pound] Real *************z don't give a *************
    Chorus