[Snoop Dogg]
Four tires, dayton wires
We got that kind of shit to keep the Ward on fire
We blow trees, count G's, so get it how you live
From the streets to the sweets, nigga, I'm the executive
I give to the needy cause I run with the greedy
I split it in half like a muthafuckin' diddy
Nigga with that West Coast life
We coast like I drink all day down MLK
With a bitch in the back, breaking up the blunt from my muthafuckin' sack
Pass my yack, where the limp be at
Bring strap, and uh, turn up the music
You know how we do's it
Dogg house, no doubt, No Limit nigga
We used to get seven but now it's eight figures
Get what you want from the works about that ak'n bad
On they ass with this come back

The sky's all grey and I'm draped in blue, what the fuck you gon do
You better ride dogg
A nigga talking shit about me and my crew, so what the fuck I'm gon do
You better ride dogg
The sky's all grey and I'm draped in blue, what the fuck you gon do
You better ride dogg
A nigga talking shit about me and my crew, so what the fuck I'm gon do
You better ride dogg
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