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Snoop Doggy Dogg - Serial Killa (feat. Daz Dillinger, Kurupt & RBX)
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Stimme und Gesang
Boogie Down Productions
Boogie Down Productions
Sampling-Künstler:in
Cutty Ranks
Cutty Ranks
Sampling-Künstler:in
Dat Nigga Daz
Dat Nigga Daz
Stimme und Gesang
Kurupt
Kurupt
Stimme und Gesang
RBX
RBX
Stimme und Gesang
The D.O.C.
The D.O.C.
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Songwriter:in
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter:in
D. Arnaud
D. Arnaud
Songwriter:in
Eric Dwayne Collins
Eric Dwayne Collins
Songwriter:in
Joseph Williams
Joseph Williams
Songwriter:in
Philip Thomas
Philip Thomas
Songwriter:in
Ricardo Brown
Ricardo Brown
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Julio “Protoolio” Uloa
Mischtechniker:in, 3D-Audio
Jeffery “Champ” Massey
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

Lyrics

[Intro]
Six million ways to die, choose one
[Verse 1]
It's time to escape, but I don't know where the fuck I'm headed
Up or down, right or left, life or death
I see myself in a mist of smoke
Death becomes any **** that takes me for a joke
We hit a five dollar stick, now we putting in work
Unaccountable amounts of dirt, death becomes all ****
Anybody killer, you know what the deal is
****, you know what the real is
[Verse 2]
I see some off brand **** on the corner flaggin' me down
Sayin', "Yo Daz, what's up with the Pound?
Is that **** Snoop alright? Ayo, what's up with the crew?
Is them **** in jail, or are them **** through?"
I said, "If you ain't up on thangs
Snoop Dogg is the name, Dogg Pound's the game"
It's like this, they don't understand
It's an everyday thang to gangbang
Make that twist, don't be a bitch, let these **** know
What's up witchu? I represent the Pound and Death Row
And can't no other motherfucker in L.A. or Long Beach
And Compton and Watts see D-O-Gs
Now, you can't come and you can't run, and you can't
See long to the Gs of the gang
One gun is all that we need to put you to rest
Put two slugs dead in your chest (Pump, pump!)
Now you dead, then a motherfucker creeping and sleeping
6 feet deep in, fucking with the Pound is
[Chorus]
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
[Verse 3]
The cloud becomes black and the sky becomes blue
Now you in the midst of the Dogg Pound crew
Ain't no clue on why the fuck we do what we do
Leave you in a state of paranoia, ooh
Don't make a move for your gat so soon
'Cause I drops bombs like Platoon (Aye, ****)
Walk with me, hold my hand and let me lead you
I'll take you on a journey, and I promise I won't leave you
Until you get the full comprehension (I won't leave you)
And when you do, that's when the mission
Or survival becomes your every thought
Keep your eyes open 'cause you don't wanna be caught
Half stepping with your weapon on safety
Now break yourself, motherfucker, 'fore you make me
Take this 211 to another level
I come up with your ends, you go down with the Devil
Now roam through the depths of Hell
Where the rest of your busta-ass homeboys dwell, well
[Chorus]
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Now tell me, what's my motherfuckin' name?
Serial killa!
Serial killa!
Serial killa!
Wake up in the morning, eat your Lucky Charms cereal
[Verse 4]
Deep, deep like the minds of Minolta
Now picture this
Let's picnic inside a morgue
Not pic-a-nic baskets, pic-a-nic caskets!
And I got the machine to crack your fuckin' chest plates
Open and release them guts
Then I release def cuts
Brutal, jagged-edged, totally rough-neck
Now everybody scream, 'nough respect to the X
'Nough respect given
Disrespect and you will not be living
Word to momma, Emma, drama, dilemma
[Chorus]
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Now tell me, what's my motherfuckin' name?
Serial killa!
Serial killa!
Serial killa!
Wake up in the morning, eat your Lucky Charms cereal
Written by: Andre Romell Young, Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr., D. Arnaud, Eric Collins, Ricardo Emmanuel Brown
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