Yeah man...
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"You know it´s easy to talk about.. doin somethin
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but when it comes down to the action part, the most folks take a little
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light vacation"
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[Snoop Dogg]
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Mmmm.. I was just thinkin to myself man
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Y´know this Blue Carpet Treatment record is deep to me
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And I need to let my peoples know how deep it is to me
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On some real talk like...
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It´s like lookin and poppin and seein whoppers and movers
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Despite a Guidant, I try to be hard on the low
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Nobody´s guidance so I decided to sleep by the do´
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Open my mind try to slip inside my grandpa´s fo´
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Driftin off into another stage of life
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Nigga paid ya price and big homies made ya fight
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Niggaz ain´t wanna see ya nigga be-bop, no
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Toe for toe, I beat a nigga down to the flo´
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[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
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Incredible, forgettable, better blast, past, to move the mind
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Many men were eradicated by music minds
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Open ya eyes and take ya time to visualize
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And once ya decide to move ya mind in due time
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It´s so erotic, if it ain´t exotic, it´s gettin naughty
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Freeze and groove, get rowdy, rowdy; girl move ya body
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It´s melodic, I´m bein honest and modest
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You done fucked off my whole rap flow, think about it
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[Snoop Dogg]
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Fuck that nigga, I´ma do it right
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Thangs ain´t movin right, I don´t think that you would like
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for me to be mad, saying, "Niggaz can´t stand me"
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Sittin at home, watchin motherfuckers at the Grammy´s
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Wishin I was there, naw nigga I don´t wish no more
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I´m the big cat, fish in the bowl
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Basically you hear these rappers out here using my flow
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They need Snoop on they song to make they shit official though
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In dismissible, police a nigga, modern day KMI
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Takin my time, chronolizing my rhyme
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Writing my rhyme, tryin to get intellectual
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Directing the weather, makin my negative records more intellectual
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Tryin to change the direction of flowin
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And sayin, born sayin, "You know I get live-er when I get fluent"
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Ain´t been nobody to change game since King came
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Same thing, same lane, hit it and ya get banged
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Word to Rob Bass, just make the music dope
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Thangs don´t change man, it´s so remarkable
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And they don´t know how to do it ´cause they don´t flow that way
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Go that way, roll that Jay
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Roll my tape and take me back the day you were phony
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You´re so into what ya doin but you can´t get into it
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You can´t talk and now ya ruined but y´know I´ma do it
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And now you doin it, they booing like, "You blew it! You blew it!"
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I´m dippin through the universe, make ´em move the verse
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Through the Luda-verse, hit the boota first
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You can never beat a hoe, lemme show you how to treat a hoe
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If you likin me, follow me, you so believable
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(So...) Got a way to get his own music out
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Record executive, bounce ballin and actin bad
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Take my time, with my.. great mind
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Take ´em out, make mine, kicked about it
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Thanks to niggaz who might make it illegal
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And not rival the Beatles, and rock, rockin my peoples
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And fly, fly like eagles been doin the shit like liters
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And hittin y´all with heaters and walkin in my Adida´s
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I continue to bust, then I switched up to chucks
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Givin niggaz a puff, still givin it up
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Beanie Sigel what up? Real niggaz is up
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On the scheme with my team, yeah Daz and Kurupt
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[Chorus]
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[Snoop Dogg]
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We bust ´til we buss ´em up
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+Lay Low+, I know they told you not to fuck with us
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Layin and playin, and sayin man, walkin in vain
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Anxious for fame, my nigga tryin to walk in my lane
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And tryin to.. walk in my shoes but they just don´t fit
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You couldn´t spit the shit that I spit ´cause I´m the shit
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And this is it, legit, let´s split the chips
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And fix, and move the work and hurt that bitch
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I´m through with this! {*crowd cheers*}
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Think About It
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| Snoop Dogg |
