From Tha Chuuuch To Da Palace

(Snoop Dogg)

See walk to this

(Snoop Dogg)

Yeah, see walk to this

(Snoop Dogg)

See walk to this

(Snoop Dogg)

Bam, boom, whatchu gon' do 'cause?

Guess who rollin in, with them baby blue Chucks?

And I've still got my khakis creased

I'm still loc'n on these beats and keep a bad bitch on the streets

It's the S-N-double-O-P'n

Biggest dogg of 'em all, and you a flea'n

And since I got time to drop it for you I guess I must

And give it to you motherfuckers like Busta-Bust

I keep the heat on deck, but in God we trust

And can't none of y'all fuck with us

But you can run up on the G but that's not thinkin' wisely

These thrillers are contagious, just like Ron Isley

What the hell is goin on? Someone's sleepin in my home

Snoop to the D-O-Double G (Uh-huh)

Get in where you fit in, follow me (Ooh)

Who's the man with that dance? (Snoop Dogg)

Who keep the khakis for all his pants? (Snoop Dogg)

Keep the low-low in a three-wheel stance (Snoop Dogg)

Still got the, Gin and Juice, in hand (Snoop Dogg)

I do it for the G's and I do it for the hustlers

Here to annihilate you mark-ass busters

Eff the police cause all they wanna do is cuff us

The world is fuckin' chilly as if his name was Usher

But I'm still ridin' them 'llacs, makin them G stacks

And got them cornrows to the back

I ain't really tryin to be picky

But if you give me something, it's got to be the sticky

Green by the ounces, low-lows bouncin

Sandy Fay and Annie Mae kissin on my couch and

Ooh to the ouch and, Moet fountain

That's how we get down at the Doggy Dogg House'n

This year we ain't fuck with thousands

We clean with millions that get fly as a falcon

Pull up to the Doggy Dogg palace

With a car full of bitches cookin grits like Alice (Ooh)

Who's the man with that dance? (Snoop Dogg)

Who keep the khakis for all his pants? (Snoop Dogg)

Keep the low-low in a three-wheel stance (Snoop Dogg)

Still got the, Gin and Juice, in hand (Snoop Dogg)

Three 14 inch rims is running on the side

(They're riding on the side?) Yeah they running on the side

Three 14 inch rims is running on the side

(They're riding on the side?) Yeah they running on the side

Three 14 inch rims is running on the side

(They're riding on the side?) Yeah they running on the side

Three 14 inch rims is running on the side

(They're riding on the side?) Yeah they running on the side

Take two and pass it, it will not burn you

From the Long Beach Chronicles to the Wall Street Journal

They all know the G with the Cutlass Coupe

Ask Bill Gates, Yeah I know the homie Snoop

Yeah, I'm straight loc'n, hangin wit my folk and

Follow Rakim cause, I Ain't No Joke and

'Cause I've seen so much (Like what?)

Enough to have your feelings touched

When the gunshots ratta, all your boys scatter

Check up on your homies but they gave ya bad data

Make a **** stop breathin', have his soul relievin'

And now you **** believe in

What I say cause what I say is so real

Homie you don't wanna see the steel

You don't wanna catch a body, you came here to party

Now that's what you should do, now where's my baby boo? (Ooh)

Who's the man with that dance? (Snoop Dogg)

Who keep the khakis for all his pants? (Snoop Dogg)

Keep the low-low in a three-wheel stance (Snoop Dogg)

Still got the, Gin and Juice, in hand (Snoop Dogg)

Yeah, no introduction, is needed

But for those who still, refuse to accept

The reading on the wall, for the new Mack-allenium

This is the Archbishop Don Magic Juan

Chairman of the Board, of famous players everywhere

And I'm puttin it down with Big Snoop Dogg, the legend

The King Player, my friend, yo' friend

The L.B.C. SAVIOR

Also known, in this new Mack-allenium, as da boss