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Snoop Doggy Dogg - G Funk Intro ft. The Lady of Rage (Lyrics)
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Stimme und Gesang
Dat Nigga Daz
Dat Nigga Daz
Stimme und Gesang
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Stimme und Gesang
Funkadelic
Funkadelic
Sampling-Künstler:in
George Clinton
George Clinton
Stimme und Gesang
Parliament
Parliament
Sampling-Künstler:in
The Lady of Rage
The Lady of Rage
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter:in
George Clinton
George Clinton
Songwriter:in
Philippe Wynn
Philippe Wynn
Songwriter:in
Robin Allen
Robin Allen
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jeffery “Champ” Massey
Mischtechniker:in, 3D-Audio
Julio “Protoolio” Uloa
Mischtechniker:in, 3D-Audio
Chris "The Glove" Taylor
Chris "The Glove" Taylor
Mischtechniker:in
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Produzent:in
Ulrich Wild
Ulrich Wild
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

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Yeah... This is another story about dogs For the dog that don't pee on trees, is a bitch So says Snoop Dogg, get your pooper scooper Cause the nigga's talkin shit Aroof! I'm sippin on Tanqueray With my my mind on my money and my mouth fulla gan-jay R-A-G to the motherfuckin E Back with my nigga S-N double O-P Yeah, and ya don't stop Rage in effect I just begun to rock I said yeah, and you don't quit Hey yo, Rage would you please drop some gangsta shit I rock ruff and stuff with my Afro Puffs Handcuffed as I bust bout to tear shit up Oh what did ya think I, didn't ever think I Would be the one to make you blink eye, I'm catchy like pink-eye Never will there ever be another like me Uh, you can play the left, cause it ain't no right in me Out the picture out the frame out the box I knock 'em all Smack 'em out the park, like "A Friendly Game of Baseball" Grand, slam, yes I am Kickin up dust and I don't give a god DAMN Cause I'm that lyrical murderer Pleadin guilty, you know from my skills I'm about to be Filthy large, Rage in charge You know what's happenin, don't try to play large This ain't no Rerun, see hun, don't ya wanna be one How-evah, Rage'll wreck ya, cause I'm def I kick my vocals, I loc' yo, coast to coast or local Uhhh! I'll make 'em go coo-coo for my Cocoa Puffin stuff, aiyyo Snoop, you're up Let these niggaz know that niggaz don't give a fuck! This is just a small introduction to the G Funk Era Everyday of my life I take a glimpse in the mirror And I see motherfuckers tryin to be like me Every since I put it down with the D-R-E Foamin at the mouth and waggin his tail Searchin through the yards with a keen sense of smell Lookin for the business in heat And when he find it he'll be sniffin her seat We travel in packs and we do it from the back How else can you get to the booty? We do it Doggystyle, all the while we do it Doggystyle Yo motherfuckin hoes! He fucked the fleas off a bitch He shaked the ticks off his dick And in the booty, he buries his motherfuckin bone And if there's any left over He'll roll over and take a doggy bag home Damn, that Tanqueray is talkin to a nigga I ain't bullshittin, one of y'all niggaz gotta get it Man I got ta piss Breath test?
Writer(s): Cordazar Broadus, George Clinton, Philippe Wynn, Robin Allen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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