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Snoop Doggy Dogg F/ The Neptunes - From Tha Chuuuch To Da Palace lyrics
Fa shizzle dizzle, its the big Neptizzle
 with the Snoopy D-O-Double Jizzle!
 ...(Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
 ...C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
 ...Hehe, yeah, C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
 ...Ahaha, C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
 [Verse 1]
 Bam, boom, watchoo gone do cuz?
 Guess I'm rollin in with them baby blue chucks
 And I still got my khakis creased
 Im still rockin on these beats, and got a bad rep on the streets
 Its the S-N-double-O-P, and, biggest dogg of 'em all
 and youse a flea, and
 and since I got time to drop it for you, I guess I must
 and give it to you mother fuckas like bust-a-bust
 I keep the heat on deck, but in God we trust
 And cant none of yall, fuck wit us
 But you can run up on the G but thats not thinkin wisely
 these pullas 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
 Get in, where you fit in... follow me
 [CHORUS]
 Whos the man with that dance? (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
 Who kick the khakis from his pants? (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
 Get the dro' low anything will stand (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
 Still rock the gin n juice in hand (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
 [Verse 2]
 I do it for the G's, and I do it for the hustlaz
 Here to annihilate you mark-ass bustas
 fuck the police cuz all they wanna do is cuff us
 The one nigga is chilly, as if his name was Usher
 But I'm still ridin in macks, makin 'em G stacks
 and got them corn rows to the back
 I aint really tryin to be picky
 but if you give me somethin, its got to be the sticky
 Doin by the ounces, Lo' lo's bouncinSnoop Doggy Dogg F/ The Neptunes - From Tha Chuuuch To Da Palace - http://motolyrics.com/snoop-doggy-dogg-f-the-neptunes/from-tha-chuuuch-to-da-palace-lyrics.html
 Ninety doin fakin with kissin on the couchin
 Boo to the ouchin, more a fountain
 But thats how we get anotha doggy dogg housin
 This year we aint fuck wih thousands
 We clean with millions and we fly as a falcon
 Pull up to the Doggy Dogg Pound, with a car fulla bitches
 fuckin grits like Alice
[CHORUS]
 [Verse 3]
 Three 14 inch rims is runnin on the side (They riding on the side?)
 Yeah they runnin on the side!
 Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)
 Yeah they runnin on the side!
 Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)
 Yeah they runnin on the side!
 Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)
 Yeah they runnin 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 done seen so much (like what?)
 Enough to have your feelings touched
 When the gunshots ratta, all ya boys scatter
 Check up on ya homies but they gave ya bad data
 Make a nigga stop BREATHIN, that is so relievin
 and now you niggaz believe in
 What I say cause what I say is so real
 Homie you don't wanna see the steel
 You dont wanna catch a body, you came here to party!
 Now that's what you should do, now where's my baby boo?
[CHORUS]
{*fade out*}












