
snoop dogg, dr. dre, method man & varick "smitty" smith - skyscrapers كلمات أغنية

[intro: snoop dogg]
money, money, money
[verse 1: snoop dogg]
duffle bag on the floor (yes)
blowing fast, let it go (yes)
raise a glass for the coast (coast)
we the last of the goats
n_ggas funny when they broke (what?)
say they love me when they don’t (no)
with the c’s and the b’s
i get money with ’em both (what up, though)
floor seats, f_ck the bleachers
back to breathing that ether (ooh)
ridin’ around with a feature (ah)
n_gga, this the mona lisa
f_ck being lyrical
i’m a walking miracle
vultures in my cereal
music is my vehicle
negro spiritual
slidin’ down imperial
n_gga, this a different texture
homie, i ain’t with the extras
full clip for the hecklers (what, what?)
in the hood i’m a pharaoh
blue rag my apparel (yeah)
party at the hotel (yah)
never hear a ho tell (shh)
i’m the sh_t if i do say
gin and juice over d’ussé
strippers jumping out of snoop cake
lil’ n_gga, how the truth taste?
in the meanwhile
i’m digging through these weed piles
mama, look at me now (look at me)
martha on speed dial (ayy)
verified in the streets
rap sheet, got a lot of fans
energy, long beach
see through ’em like a hologram
chasin’ a bill’, back in the field
got my conceal, call it lucille
keepin’ it trill on cypress hill
you got to be real (whoop, whoop)
this sh_t here built to last
had to break the hourglass
slow money come fast
it’s just a doggy bag
now go ‘head and get mad
never been a kiss_ass
them woke me out my slumber
’bout to do numbers on your b_tch ass
[chorus: smitty]
to all my young black entrepreneurs, stack paper
skyscr_pers, get you some motherf_cking haters
and my young rap entrepreneurs, reach your goals
f_ck them hoes, through the concrete grew a rose
ain’t tell you that the world was yours? stack your paper
skyscr_pers, f_ck all you motherf_cking haters
all my young rich entrepreneurs, keep your vision
f_ck your system, turn that cap into capitalism
[verse 2: method man]
john wilkes in the booth, i’m a hundred rope when i shoot
so tailor_made in my suit, i’m the michael j of my group
this johnny blaze and that’s snoop, and that’s dr. dre in the coupe
he get the queue, i don’t bishop, ain’t no o.j. in this juice
another day, ‘nother pick up, but i ain’t playing no hoops
with this inner circle, i figured i’d try and stay in the loops
stick to the script, this a stick up, but i’ma stick to the truth
black thought with a black fist up, like i’ma stick to my roots
i’m hot, boss, don’t slip
in new york, i’m drippin’ with hot sauce
and i’m feelin’ real gucci, that means i’m drippin’ on knock_offs
party just like a rockstar and i’m sippin’ a rockstar
your woman think i’m crack and i know i’m gettin’ my rocks off
most these rappers is fiends, i mean, they know where the rocks are
it’s like they hit the rock and hit rock_bottom to rock hard
but me and boss dogg keep a roscoe like boss hogg
my cause? just because, and ’cause you lost, you a lost cause
go ‘head and get bad, i’ma go ‘head and get cash
and i don’t get sleep, i get big bags, you big mad
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