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snoop dogg - all i want lyrics

[intro: snoop dogg]
what’s happin’ cuzz?
just sittin’ back checkin’ out the muhf_ckin’ game
seein’ all these suckers claim to be gangstas, wannabe gangstas
rappin’ gangsta
but ain’t puttin’ in no motherf_ckin’ work
issues
it’s real sh_t
n_ggas is hoes
heh heh

[chorus: snoop dogg]
all i want is to make good music
and all i got is these tools that amuse ’em
my life at times
seems so confusin’ but i got mines
and i don’t wanna lose it
my girl don’t know about all the sh_t i been goin’ through
i can’t talk to her no more ’cause she don’t wanna do
what pimpin’ say, so pimpin’ gon’ pimp on
i’m back to the turf and i’m still gettin’ my crip on
i slip on my tip on
boot bam bip on, sip on my fo_oh e ’cause i’m a true og

[verse 1: snoop dogg]
and it’s the k!ller season, k!lla fo rillah
it’s either ’bout a b_tch or it’s usually scrilla (so, so, so?)
so ya best to keep ya cameras on (why, why, why?)
that’s even why ya trickin’ with ya jamas on
cause you never know that hoe might be one of mine
and if she is you better know the b_tch is bonafide and qualified, trifling, knifing, slicing, could your wife and on some real sh_t i’m just that type and i been nice to n_ggas
but f_ck all that nice sh_t, i’m busting on you suckers for the set and that’s twice b_tch
that n_gga crooked i sound like a white b_tch
and kurupt, he nervous, twitchin’ like a snitch [?]
how many times must i say it for y’all?
once, puppies and snoop is the big dog (woof, woof, woof)
with the big b_lls i stand up to your boss, throw ya tapes in the washed up rapper catalogue (hah hah hah haaaaa)
f_ck ya’ll
see snoop dogg live
get tickets as low as $18
[chorus: snoop dogg]
all i want is to make good music
and all i got is these tools that amuse ’em
my life at times
seems so confusin’ but i got mines
and i don’t wanna lose it
my girl don’t know about all the sh_t i been goin’ through
i can’t talk to her no more ’cause she don’t wanna do
what pimpin’ say, so pimpin’ gon’ pimp on
i’m back to the turf and i’m still gettin’ my crip on
i slip on my tip on
boot bam bip on, sip on my fo_oh e ’cause i’m a true og

[verse 2: bad azz]
too many times i told ya, ya gotta live ya life, ya can’t be waitin’ ’round tryna grind when ya shine is over
ya push the line ya soldier, i’m young at heart but i take time to make wise decisions ’cause my mind is older
i run with gangstas baby
haters and traitors lately
they been anxiously watin’ to infiltrate us, hey
they only plot to top us, but can’t do sh_t to stop us, f_ck ’em
they only made us go and get the choppers
don’t make me shoot somebody, i’m just a loose cannon
i just wanna live, people make me wanna shoot at ’em
give ’em a slug, f_ck it
c_ck back the snub, bust it
empty a six pack right in his bucket and tuck it
and keep on movin’ ’bout your bidness, i ain’t seen sh_t
n_gga don’t be tryna say i’m [?] and i’m wit it
all day, regardless how it fall out
once it’s on, it’s on, we never finna stall out (what)
[snoop dogg talking]
that’s real
in life you usually get what you ask for (who want some?)
so accept what you got comin’

- snoop dogg lyrics

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