Текстове на песни: Snoop Dogg. Tha Last Meal. Y'all Gone Miss Me.
Y'all gone miss me
Yeah, y'all gone miss me
Never miss what you had 'til it's gone
Yeah, y'all gone miss me
Y'all gone miss me
Yeah, y'all gone miss me
Hmm, who that nigga that brought you that gangsta shit
Befo' you motherfuckers was even ready for it?
Showed you how to tie a flag on your head
And represent your motherfuckin' set 'til you're dead
Bust on the cops while I cuss the Feds
Roll a joint, in the bathtub gettin' head
Put the G in the P, flipped the G to a ki
Put the West Coast back on the map baby
Check my styles, check my files
I've been gangbangin' since I was a juvenile
They cut me loose in nine-deuce I swore to tell the whole truth
Keep it gangbang 100 proof
Everybody say, "Ay Snoop", did Death Row pay me?
Look here young loc, shit it's all to the gravy
I really can't trip off the past, on the real I had a blast
Tupac, rest in peace and God bless all my enemies
Raindrops, fallin' on my head
Fuckin' with them haters, messin' with my bread
Talkin' 'bout the raindrops, fallin' on my head
Fuckin' with them haters, sleepin' in my bed
Ain't no limit to this shit, ain't no gimmick
Master P good lookin' out homeboy, salute my Lieutenant
I'm in it knee deep and can't creep no more
I had to move down South on the low-low, fo' sho' doe
Dippin' through the woods with Fiend, Magic, Pokey
Mystikal, V-90, C, Boz and P
Windows on tint, ridin' like the President
It's evident, shit I'm doin' good
I moved out the hood like I should
And then they had the nerve to call me Hollywood
But I don't give a fuck, if I'm misunderstood
20 Crip don't slip, yeah, it's all to the good
Yeah, the homies got twist too, whatchu say?
Oh, the homies might get me? They'll get you
Listen here, don't try it, and don't deny it
And don't pay 'em no mind Dogg, man I'm tryin'
Raindrops, fallin' on my head
Fuckin' with them haters, messin' with my bread
I'm talkin' 'bout the raindrops, fallin' on my head
Messin' with my baby, who's sleepin' in my bed
Just when you thought I was gone, I'm back on
Knick-knack-paddy-wack give the Dogg a home
With a gang of pitbulls
Rottweilers and doberman pinschers, bonafide killers
The illest, cap peelers, that you ever wanna meet
Straight up out the ghetto where they pack the heavy metal
I got my hand on the wheel, my foot on the gas pedal
I'm drivin' Dogg-House to the next level
And buckin' two shots at the devil
Run up on his ass, and blast, like a rebel
Turn up the treble 'cause I hit you with the bass
Remember my name and remember my face
Remember these words, and remember the taste
And remember, we all gotta leave this place
I'm tryin' to stay focused, I'm the loc'est in the game
The Rap Prime Minister, Mr. G Thang
Raindrops, fallin' on my head
Fuckin' with the wrong folks, messin' with my spread
I'm talkin' 'bout the raindrops, fallin' on my head
Messin' with my baby, who's sleepin' in my bed
Y'all gone miss me
Y'all gone miss me
Y'all gone miss me
...
Yeah, y'all gone miss me
Never miss what you had 'til it's gone
Yeah, y'all gone miss me
Y'all gone miss me
Yeah, y'all gone miss me
Hmm, who that nigga that brought you that gangsta shit
Befo' you motherfuckers was even ready for it?
Showed you how to tie a flag on your head
And represent your motherfuckin' set 'til you're dead
Bust on the cops while I cuss the Feds
Roll a joint, in the bathtub gettin' head
Put the G in the P, flipped the G to a ki
Put the West Coast back on the map baby
Check my styles, check my files
I've been gangbangin' since I was a juvenile
They cut me loose in nine-deuce I swore to tell the whole truth
Keep it gangbang 100 proof
Everybody say, "Ay Snoop", did Death Row pay me?
Look here young loc, shit it's all to the gravy
I really can't trip off the past, on the real I had a blast
Tupac, rest in peace and God bless all my enemies
Raindrops, fallin' on my head
Fuckin' with them haters, messin' with my bread
Talkin' 'bout the raindrops, fallin' on my head
Fuckin' with them haters, sleepin' in my bed
Ain't no limit to this shit, ain't no gimmick
Master P good lookin' out homeboy, salute my Lieutenant
I'm in it knee deep and can't creep no more
I had to move down South on the low-low, fo' sho' doe
Dippin' through the woods with Fiend, Magic, Pokey
Mystikal, V-90, C, Boz and P
Windows on tint, ridin' like the President
It's evident, shit I'm doin' good
I moved out the hood like I should
And then they had the nerve to call me Hollywood
But I don't give a fuck, if I'm misunderstood
20 Crip don't slip, yeah, it's all to the good
Yeah, the homies got twist too, whatchu say?
Oh, the homies might get me? They'll get you
Listen here, don't try it, and don't deny it
And don't pay 'em no mind Dogg, man I'm tryin'
Raindrops, fallin' on my head
Fuckin' with them haters, messin' with my bread
I'm talkin' 'bout the raindrops, fallin' on my head
Messin' with my baby, who's sleepin' in my bed
Just when you thought I was gone, I'm back on
Knick-knack-paddy-wack give the Dogg a home
With a gang of pitbulls
Rottweilers and doberman pinschers, bonafide killers
The illest, cap peelers, that you ever wanna meet
Straight up out the ghetto where they pack the heavy metal
I got my hand on the wheel, my foot on the gas pedal
I'm drivin' Dogg-House to the next level
And buckin' two shots at the devil
Run up on his ass, and blast, like a rebel
Turn up the treble 'cause I hit you with the bass
Remember my name and remember my face
Remember these words, and remember the taste
And remember, we all gotta leave this place
I'm tryin' to stay focused, I'm the loc'est in the game
The Rap Prime Minister, Mr. G Thang
Raindrops, fallin' on my head
Fuckin' with the wrong folks, messin' with my spread
I'm talkin' 'bout the raindrops, fallin' on my head
Messin' with my baby, who's sleepin' in my bed
Y'all gone miss me
Y'all gone miss me
Y'all gone miss me
...
Snoop Dogg
Tha Last Meal
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