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Snoop Dogg - Ghetto Symphony lyrics
featuring No Limit [Snoop Dogg] Yo nephew give me some of that No Limit shit Yeah.. We got my nigga Fiend in the house C Murder in this motherfucker Mystikal all up in this bitch Goldie Loc hm hmm My nephew Silkk the Shocker Oh yeah we got somethin for the ladies too Mia X run this bitch [Mia X] Lyrical arsonist lady alligator Down South hustler former weight smuggler I'm Mother, of the Tank, gave birth to an army Guerilla millionaires, so don't even ask, if you wanna get to clappin, soldier action specialty of style We made the whole world respect the underground while some of y'all niggaz talk shit and get mad Cause we did it with a foot up your ass, and it's still there I cares not about your click or the block I'm still that same bitch to run up in your spot and knock you off Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission Keep them niggaz by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin Missin the game, damn bitch it's written in plain ebonics So shake that come-up off you brain and do the knowledge Mia X, kickin off the ghetto symphony Next soldier up, tell em who the FUCK you be [Fiend] WHUT? It's Fiend y'all Put me in the ring with real MC's, and watch em run for cover and hidin in trees, to escape the mic that I breathe on Bleed on, exceed on! Weak rappers with titles after twelve Hit a bell that's what I'll feed on! Microphone Don, walkin flesh, talkin bomb Bringin harm, to the calm, and, them be alarmed It's the African, oh, you wanna battle again? I'll turn, you and your mans, to my yesterday plans Oh damn, totin two pistols like Yosemite Sam Old man be grand, loud as the Southern band Pickups and caravans, the soldier, that could, that can I would be the man, but Dogg beat me to them plans [Snoop Dogg] Next up, on the M-I-C C-Murder, get busy for the symphony [C-Murder] I be's that nigga on the tank, always trippin never slippin Have you reminiscin and missin, that fool in your picture Call me Bossalinie BITCH without the Mo's at shows And FUCK dose who oppose (why?) we runnin them hoes three-hundred and sixty-five motherfuckin days a year I have your fool staggerin just like a bottle of beer You niggaz runnin from the cops, well I ain't runnin no mo' I flip the bird when I swerve, man, FUCK them hoes I'm crazy my nagga, but uh, I thought y'all knew that, shit Oh you ain't see the news? Shit I'm the nigga with the TRU tat Ask my nigga Keno, shit, I just don't give a fuck And if you run up wrong, I'ma fuck you up, you bitch you [Snoop Dogg] Next up, on the M-I-C Silkk the Shocker get busy on the symphony [Silkk the Shocker] Now would I COME THIS FAR FUCKER? If I didn't sound like a hit Y'all didn't know what the fuck y'all thinkin bout You sound like a bitch (beotch!) Shit it sound like a wish, you know when you got a motherfuckin hit, bitch?? When it sound like this! Or you fake niggaz get enough heart, and try to bust a rhyme at this click Fuck around and miss, then fuck around and get found in a ditch Gotta labels give me dough, when they find I can, gross this much Freestyle shit, you can tell em I ain't, wrote this stuff Silkk the Shocker, KLC perv and mash like, Snoop and Dre nigga Y'all can relate to ??? ??? get a contract like, MJ nigga Nigga where you from? You sweata, FUCK YOU AT? N-O-L-I-M-I-T, Top Dogg, and I'm FUCKIN with that [Snoop Dogg] Next up, on the M-I-C Mystikal get busy on the symphony [Mystikal] WHOO SHIT MOTHERFUCKER GOD DAMN!! I keep it HYYYYYYPE, BITCH I'M THE MAN! When the FUCK you ever heard somebody say that they don't say my song or that I don't roll on every fuckin person RAPPIN ON (That nigga Mystikal tighter than a muh'fucker) HAHHHHH? I came up off of _Peter Piper_ bells and the LL's _Bad_ ??Nee?? nigga to be pissed off with me cause their old lady they call me their baby MC's pilin up and crowdin up, but I'm their FAVORITE The type to fly buyin a Z-28 IROC And chop you in your motherfuckin face (HIII-YAH) Your album ain't tite, WHAT IN THE FUCK IS YOU PUSHIN? You played out just like old woman pussy [Snoop Dogg] Next up, on the M-I-C Goldie Loc, get busy on the symphony [Goldie Loc] Now watch me put these haters to the test, accumulatin with my stress Fold em fuck em fifty, get the shit up off my chest Releasin anger, all natural gangsta energy Goldie Loc the name, Dogg House game Motherfuckers better start backin up (whattup whattup) We in the Tank punk busters, motherfuckers don't wanna see us loc'd up Little Goldie Loc, Goldie Locks the same thang Smashin for the hood, cause I wanted to gangbang [Snoop Dogg] Last up, I believe that's me Snoop Dogg, light up the mic for the symphony This jam is dedicated to all non-optimistics That thought I wasn't comin, out with some exquisite, rhymes But that's OK, cause now I'm back To kill all the rumors, and straighten the facts Like umm, doin bad, gettin ganked for my bank Now you all on my dick when you see I'm TRU Tank Dogg You say, "Mmmm mmm mmm! Ain't that somethin Dogg I bought yo' album, my nigga, that shit is bumpin I apologize, I'm sorry for the drama Can I get your autograph for my baby momma?" Shit I'm settin it off, lettin it off, bustin Hustlin, rushin, dustin motherfuckers Droppin the heat, lock up the street, we 'posed to I put this pistol in your mouth, now what you gon' do? Top of the line, first class I pop a cap in yo' ass, then pop some more in the glass Too legit to quit, I'm spittin gangsta shit Man fuck all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin No Limit, yeah, that's what's happenin Fuck all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin Yeah In the real world, talk is cheap Actions speak louder than words No Limit Records, here to protect and serve |
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