I falls off into a party in the
N.Y.C. niggaz lookin at me strange but they lovin my chain
Bang bang, same thang, game came when
I left em
I do it by my lonely now
I'm the Big
Homie
But I'm his
Royal Slickness, ghetto weakness, come
Rick is the one who expose cornball rappers with the quickness
Uhh, who bum from and who **** you hung from
Wouldn't give a **** what part of the country you come from
I'm Snoop
Dogg, I'm smooth and imperial
I wake up every morning to my
Lucky Charms cereal
Times get drastic, yeah
I'm a classic
Dogg Pound
Gangsta chokin off that
Boombastic
Now put my verse on the first one-beat the herds come
So be careful cause my rap will make you eat your words son (Word to God)
Scratch I?
Who the hardest to match (I)
Bright rewrite your still
Garbage to
Patch
Haven't you heard?
I'm loose, shook the
Feds like
The Juice
Snoop Dogg is a hundred-and-twenty-first proof
Fool usea deuce-deuce of some
Genuine, Draft
I'm genuine, like
Vinny's whinin all about cash
Cash, cash, so indeed
I got the ******** and keep the lighter for the hash, has it, ever been a time when you didn't have a dime and the only way to get it was to go and do a crime?
Chorus: Slick
Rick (repeat 2X)
Many underclothes hangin on the hoes
Since (Snoop, Slick Rick) crushed anyone opposed
Lot of ladies - pop
Cristal, toast to all those like (Kid Capri) helpin to
Unify both coasts
I'm shredding your temple, none, 'head of the emperor
Washed up, gang member?
Better remember
I wipe my feet upon a rapper like a doormat
I hit em -- where they sit around actin hardcore at
Thank God for the guardians - in light of this
Rappers always beg for me to show them who
The Mighty is
Gats gonna limp, snaps on a kid that always wanna start rappin (boy they're not gonna win)
And wanna dash at lethal or evil
Could a King bring style and class to black people?
Stick a whole log in and he buggin cause
I - represent self, with my man
Snoop Dogg and them
I drop a pile of shit on em
Even in a
Yugo I could take they woman from em
I make the hardest chew the kewl of this
Kid Capri, know the part of peasant, who
The Ruler is?
Chorus
I'm twenty-six.. still in the mix
My hair gettin longer, my game gettin stronger
A nigga been on one
I thank God
Cause life in the city of stars is gettin hard
And it's odd, for a
G to get a job so
I'd rather steal and rob, and mob with my squad
My homie used to bang, now we follow
Farrakhan
Used to read
The Source
Now all he read is the
Holy Qu'ran
Time brings change and change brings time
Listen to me hit you with this dope rhyme
Shit, whattup, who up
YOU up! Doggy
Dogg is on the mic
I'm here to ****in' tell you what's up
I give it to y'all, like you really got to have it
Dogg Pound
Gangstaz, boy this shit is gettin tragic
But I'ma make me a grip and dip quick
And **** with my shit
Kid Capri on this
G ****in Dial tail and bail with my shit
Slick Rick-y
And all you niggaz talkin bullshit can just miss me
Can't twist me, you p***y paper haters
I'm dippin in my nine-eight gold
Navigator
I'm dippin like a lo-lo
Bouncin, smokin ounces, fo' sho' doe
Chorus 1.5
X
🎵
LRC歌词版本
I falls off into a party in the
N.Y.C. niggaz lookin at me strange but they lovin my chain
Bang bang, same thang, game came when
I left em
I do it by my lonely now
I'm the Big
Homie [Slick Rick]
But I'm his
Royal Slickness, ghetto weakness, come
Rick is the one who expose cornball rappers with the quickness
Uhh, who bum from and who **** you hung from
Wouldn't give a **** what part of the country you come from [Snoop Dogg]
I'm Snoop
Dogg, I'm smooth and imperial
I wake up every morning to my
Lucky Charms cereal
Times get drastic, yeah
I'm a classic
Dogg Pound
Gangsta chokin off that
Boombastic [Slick Rick]
Now put my verse on the first one-beat the herds come
So be careful cause my rap will make you eat your words son (Word to God)
Scratch I?
Who the hardest to match (I)
Bright rewrite your still
Garbage to
Patch [Snoop Dogg]
Haven't you heard?
I'm loose, shook the
Feds like
The Juice
Snoop Dogg is a hundred-and-twenty-first proof
Fool usea deuce-deuce of some
Genuine, Draft
I'm genuine, like
Vinny's whinin all about cash
Cash, cash, so indeed
I got the ******** and keep the lighter for the hash, has it, ever been a time when you didn't have a dime and the only way to get it was to go and do a crime?
Chorus: Slick
Rick (repeat 2X)
Many underclothes hangin on the hoes
Since (Snoop, Slick Rick) crushed anyone opposed
Lot of ladies - pop
Cristal, toast to all those like (Kid Capri) helpin to
Unify both coasts [Slick Rick]
I'm shredding your temple, none, 'head of the emperor
Washed up, gang member?
Better remember
I wipe my feet upon a rapper like a doormat
I hit em -- where they sit around actin hardcore at
Thank God for the guardians - in light of this
Rappers always beg for me to show them who
The Mighty is
Gats gonna limp, snaps on a kid that always wanna start rappin (boy they're not gonna win)
And wanna dash at lethal or evil
Could a King bring style and class to black people?
Stick a whole log in and he buggin cause
I - represent self, with my man
Snoop Dogg and them
I drop a pile of shit on em
Even in a
Yugo I could take they woman from em
I make the hardest chew the kewl of this
Kid Capri, know the part of peasant, who
The Ruler is?
Chorus [Snoop Dogg]
I'm twenty-six.. still in the mix
My hair gettin longer, my game gettin stronger
A nigga been on one
I thank God
Cause life in the city of stars is gettin hard
And it's odd, for a
G to get a job so
I'd rather steal and rob, and mob with my squad
My homie used to bang, now we follow
Farrakhan
Used to read
The Source
Now all he read is the
Holy Qu'ran
Time brings change and change brings time
Listen to me hit you with this dope rhyme
Shit, whattup, who up
YOU up! Doggy
Dogg is on the mic
I'm here to ****in' tell you what's up
I give it to y'all, like you really got to have it
Dogg Pound
Gangstaz, boy this shit is gettin tragic
But I'ma make me a grip and dip quick
And **** with my shit
Kid Capri on this
G ****in Dial tail and bail with my shit
Slick Rick-y
And all you niggaz talkin bullshit can just miss me
Can't twist me, you p***y paper haters
I'm dippin in my nine-eight gold
Navigator
I'm dippin like a lo-lo
Bouncin, smokin ounces, fo' sho' doe
Chorus 1.5
X
📝
纯歌词版本
I falls off into a party in the
N.Y.C. niggaz lookin at me strange but they lovin my chain
Bang bang, same thang, game came when
I left em
I do it by my lonely now
I'm the Big
Homie
But I'm his
Royal Slickness, ghetto weakness, come
Rick is the one who expose cornball rappers with the quickness
Uhh, who bum from and who **** you hung from
Wouldn't give a **** what part of the country you come from
I'm Snoop
Dogg, I'm smooth and imperial
I wake up every morning to my
Lucky Charms cereal
Times get drastic, yeah
I'm a classic
Dogg Pound
Gangsta chokin off that
Boombastic
Now put my verse on the first one-beat the herds come
So be careful cause my rap will make you eat your words son (Word to God)
Scratch I?
Who the hardest to match (I)
Bright rewrite your still
Garbage to
Patch
Haven't you heard?
I'm loose, shook the
Feds like
The Juice
Snoop Dogg is a hundred-and-twenty-first proof
Fool usea deuce-deuce of some
Genuine, Draft
I'm genuine, like
Vinny's whinin all about cash
Cash, cash, so indeed
I got the ******** and keep the lighter for the hash, has it, ever been a time when you didn't have a dime and the only way to get it was to go and do a crime?
Chorus: Slick
Rick (repeat 2X)
Many underclothes hangin on the hoes
Since (Snoop, Slick Rick) crushed anyone opposed
Lot of ladies - pop
Cristal, toast to all those like (Kid Capri) helpin to
Unify both coasts
I'm shredding your temple, none, 'head of the emperor
Washed up, gang member?
Better remember
I wipe my feet upon a rapper like a doormat
I hit em -- where they sit around actin hardcore at
Thank God for the guardians - in light of this
Rappers always beg for me to show them who
The Mighty is
Gats gonna limp, snaps on a kid that always wanna start rappin (boy they're not gonna win)
And wanna dash at lethal or evil
Could a King bring style and class to black people?
Stick a whole log in and he buggin cause
I - represent self, with my man
Snoop Dogg and them
I drop a pile of shit on em
Even in a
Yugo I could take they woman from em
I make the hardest chew the kewl of this
Kid Capri, know the part of peasant, who
The Ruler is?
Chorus
I'm twenty-six.. still in the mix
My hair gettin longer, my game gettin stronger
A nigga been on one
I thank God
Cause life in the city of stars is gettin hard
And it's odd, for a
G to get a job so
I'd rather steal and rob, and mob with my squad
My homie used to bang, now we follow
Farrakhan
Used to read
The Source
Now all he read is the
Holy Qu'ran
Time brings change and change brings time
Listen to me hit you with this dope rhyme
Shit, whattup, who up
YOU up! Doggy
Dogg is on the mic
I'm here to ****in' tell you what's up
I give it to y'all, like you really got to have it
Dogg Pound
Gangstaz, boy this shit is gettin tragic
But I'ma make me a grip and dip quick
And **** with my shit
Kid Capri on this
G ****in Dial tail and bail with my shit
Slick Rick-y
And all you niggaz talkin bullshit can just miss me
Can't twist me, you p***y paper haters
I'm dippin in my nine-eight gold
Navigator
I'm dippin like a lo-lo
Bouncin, smokin ounces, fo' sho' doe
Chorus 1.5
X
🎵
LRC歌词版本
I falls off into a party in the
N.Y.C. niggaz lookin at me strange but they lovin my chain
Bang bang, same thang, game came when
I left em
I do it by my lonely now
I'm the Big
Homie [Slick Rick]
But I'm his
Royal Slickness, ghetto weakness, come
Rick is the one who expose cornball rappers with the quickness
Uhh, who bum from and who **** you hung from
Wouldn't give a **** what part of the country you come from [Snoop Dogg]
I'm Snoop
Dogg, I'm smooth and imperial
I wake up every morning to my
Lucky Charms cereal
Times get drastic, yeah
I'm a classic
Dogg Pound
Gangsta chokin off that
Boombastic [Slick Rick]
Now put my verse on the first one-beat the herds come
So be careful cause my rap will make you eat your words son (Word to God)
Scratch I?
Who the hardest to match (I)
Bright rewrite your still
Garbage to
Patch [Snoop Dogg]
Haven't you heard?
I'm loose, shook the
Feds like
The Juice
Snoop Dogg is a hundred-and-twenty-first proof
Fool usea deuce-deuce of some
Genuine, Draft
I'm genuine, like
Vinny's whinin all about cash
Cash, cash, so indeed
I got the ******** and keep the lighter for the hash, has it, ever been a time when you didn't have a dime and the only way to get it was to go and do a crime?
Chorus: Slick
Rick (repeat 2X)
Many underclothes hangin on the hoes
Since (Snoop, Slick Rick) crushed anyone opposed
Lot of ladies - pop
Cristal, toast to all those like (Kid Capri) helpin to
Unify both coasts [Slick Rick]
I'm shredding your temple, none, 'head of the emperor
Washed up, gang member?
Better remember
I wipe my feet upon a rapper like a doormat
I hit em -- where they sit around actin hardcore at
Thank God for the guardians - in light of this
Rappers always beg for me to show them who
The Mighty is
Gats gonna limp, snaps on a kid that always wanna start rappin (boy they're not gonna win)
And wanna dash at lethal or evil
Could a King bring style and class to black people?
Stick a whole log in and he buggin cause
I - represent self, with my man
Snoop Dogg and them
I drop a pile of shit on em
Even in a
Yugo I could take they woman from em
I make the hardest chew the kewl of this
Kid Capri, know the part of peasant, who
The Ruler is?
Chorus [Snoop Dogg]
I'm twenty-six.. still in the mix
My hair gettin longer, my game gettin stronger
A nigga been on one
I thank God
Cause life in the city of stars is gettin hard
And it's odd, for a
G to get a job so
I'd rather steal and rob, and mob with my squad
My homie used to bang, now we follow
Farrakhan
Used to read
The Source
Now all he read is the
Holy Qu'ran
Time brings change and change brings time
Listen to me hit you with this dope rhyme
Shit, whattup, who up
YOU up! Doggy
Dogg is on the mic
I'm here to ****in' tell you what's up
I give it to y'all, like you really got to have it
Dogg Pound
Gangstaz, boy this shit is gettin tragic
But I'ma make me a grip and dip quick
And **** with my shit
Kid Capri on this
G ****in Dial tail and bail with my shit
Slick Rick-y
And all you niggaz talkin bullshit can just miss me
Can't twist me, you p***y paper haters
I'm dippin in my nine-eight gold
Navigator
I'm dippin like a lo-lo
Bouncin, smokin ounces, fo' sho' doe
Chorus 1.5
X