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Verse 1
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Ay, Snoop Dogg
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We the people wanna know
What's it like to be a boss, man?
I mean, what's it really like to walk in yo' shoes,
man?
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Verse 2
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(Yo) This ain't no cake walk -
Your cuz keep it pimpin' man
I made y'all -
(Yo) The game played you -
I'm 19 in, - and a Swisher
(Yo) Cash by the bundles
and bundles at wholesale
No bail the feds tryin to give
me mo' jail
But I'm a superstar,
ridin' in my super car
Ponytail swangin',
- lookin' super hard
(Yo) I wake up every day and blow a -
Count - , contraband on my HIP
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Outstanding with my pimp hand,
handing me my GRIP
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Outlandish on my tip like - this -
(Yo) The bouelvard star,
red carpet walker
So famous, feelin' like Amos
- The police, one time cain't contain us
I'm rich as a mother- ain't
I? Ain't I?
(Yo) I'm the boss and you know that
Send two I send 'bout fo' back,
dead
(Yo) Don't let the names
do you wrong
I'm so involved with the heat
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I need meds
(Yo) My whole life is like a video
I make good music like really doe
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Standin on my own two, lookin' at you suckers,
what'chu gon' do?
(Shh) Ballin' ain't a thing that's
what I'm gon' do
(Yo) Back at 'em,
the 'llac with a chandelier
With a foxy - , I call her Pam Grier
(Yo) This my part of town,
you can't stand here
You say you gangster? The Runners
gettin' ran here
Chop 'em up, sit 'em down,
please don't disturb the Dogg
Ain't worth the call,
- I ain't even heard of y'all
The nerve of y'all,
to face what you can't see
I don't give a - who went down,
he ain't me
(Yo) Khakis creased, All Stars,
blue barette
So much money on him - the city
tried to sue the set
Boss Dogg, here I go,
hoggin' in my own lane
In 1988, I was - up the whole
thang
(Yo) And now I'm involved
with - raps
Million dollar deals,
movies and countin' stacks
The critics try to fight the facts
But I'm loved everywhere,
go and fight that
(Yo) I think they love it when
I'm trippin'
That pop - make it hard
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to listen
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(Yo) But when it sounds like this
It make a - wanna pop his clip in, now listen
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(Yo) Turn that beat up,
that bass got 'em feelin' froggy
Quit your talk,
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I got homies bigger than John Coffey
(Yo) And they'll tear
this whole place up
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Got gangsters puttin' on makeup,
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ya dig?
(Yo) The West coast king
is on his - again
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They in panic like "How
do we get rid of him?"
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The answer is you can't
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And even if you could, then - ain't
(Yo)
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