"Hit Rocks" as written by Mark S Jordan and Calvin Broadus....
'Cause were all a little strong
But as for me I only G when I'm buss'n rocks
In the beach where the papers long

Now when I wake up in the morning
And I get up out my bed
I feel good, oh yes I do

Cause I still can give it up for you {What up cuz}


You know you gotta have heart
I told you niggas from the start
If I'm still in it I'm in it for life
Always stay down and keep my muthafuckin' game tight
'Cause ever since elementary or was it pre-school, cool
I was a muthafuckin' fool
I had to have papers it was routine
A young nigga on a mission for them collard greens
I shake niggas, break niggas, make niggas , shank they selves
For fuckin' with my wealth
And it'll catch on
'Cause if it don't it's on
And 'cause I ain't even slippin' when I'm all alone
Sittin' back laughin' in the chronic zone
Clown me ya gone
Surround me it's on
And it's the same old song
Niggas paper so long
So if you want me, get me , got me
But now they call me Snoop Gotti
They call him Snoop Capone
Should of had shot him
And that's all I L.B.C. betta yet
That's all I D.P.G.C.


Tryin' to get some bones
I'm slappin' bones
With some dogg pound gangstas in front of my home
Big 6, big 5 3's with ya bitch
My girls in the kitchen cookin' up some fish
Knuckle head nigga, thought I was slippin'
I'm blastin' at this nigga that was trippin'
But I wasn't slippin' I was on deck
I blast his ass peck peck know his shirts wet
With no remorse, I had to take him out
Dead, gone, lights out
I'm laughin' at this shit cause it was funny
Fuckin' with the Dogg I take your life and your money
And now I dip to my spot
And bet nobody speak on the 8-7
And set up shop with yo rocks
'Cause still all Doggs go to heaven
From my hood to your hood
Game recognize it's all to the good
So here's a toast to the indo
Doing it like it's the thang to do
I thought you knew


Freestylin' C-stylin'
Snoop and Pooh comin' through fixin' to take you to the island
Where the bitches and the bud come free
And everybody listen to the D-O double G
Hoes on my dick, niggas on my nuts
People be lovin' me because I drop cuts
That makes sense and make big money
See Snoop is that nigga who don't have to play funny
But I got yo honey up under my wing
'Cause she like that song that the bow wow sing
I'll put her in a cling
I won't buy her a ring
But I'll put her on a hoe stroll make me
And even if she never saw me befo'
Theres just no way that she can tell me no
You know my game unbelievable baby
And it's strong enough to make your grandmama pay me

You know what I'm sayin'
Only the strong survive
Is this the question that you have to ask
But you gotta ask the question
See why the survivors Eastsida'z yea


West coast
Gangsta shit
DJ Pooh
D.P.G.C. yeah
That nigga Snoop Dogg
Old school to the new school
West coast rules fool
You betta ask somebody
D.P.G.C. yeah


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"Hit Rocks" as written by Mark S Jordan Calvin Broadus

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