"Pop Lockin'" as written by and Calvin/miller Broadus....
Hey yo Snoop
Tell Xzibit and Dre to be having that thing bumpin
When I come out there

That's funky Soopafly
Big Snoop Dogg {Snoop Dogg}
Silkk the Shocker
Ain't No Limit to this {aint No Limit}
Gangsta shit
West west ya'll

Snoop tell them what's up

[Verse One: Snoop Dogg]
The gangstas bang, do that dame thang
Me and my nephew dogghouse keep it tru
Roll that weed, pass that drank
Holla at your nigga baby bring your thang

You could shake what you got
Get your pussy real hot
Jump in the gator we could slide to my ???
Just keep it on leasy

I know it ain easy
Your fuckin mouth greasy
Silkk this bitch cute, thick and all that
Why must I, chase the game

If you was me and I was you
You probably fuss on a nigga
Buring rubber in a 52
Most bitches do and most niggas do to

In the land where it all about the red and blue
But me I'd rather get the greenery
Smoke out the whole muthafucking sceanery

[Hook: x 2]

[Verse Two: Goldie Loc]
Why must I, be like that
With them [unknown] tux
Draped in all black
Takin' back like the pop lockin' [unknown] gold suits

Bangin back in the day juss to get a lil Juice
Fuck the trus
'Cause we can get criped out krazy
Blast on all you suckas

Went to throw away 380
Fuck around get found up in a dumpster some where
'Cause them south side east side gangstas don't care
Nigga I would, fool you don't {know you don't}

He fuckin' with no niggas more gangsta than me
Tell him the truth loc
120 proof outs the sun roof
Throwing up the muthafuckin ??

Tru Tank Doggs fuckin with Bigg Snoop Dogg
Soopafly to keep them high so they could come out there draws
What you player hatin perpitratior niggas make me mad
So I'm mad off you suckas and my pants never sagg

[Hook: x 2]

[Verse Three: Silkk The Shocker]
It ain't nothing but a gangsta party
You know what we bring
No Limit and Dogghouse
Ain't nothing but a G thang

You know, we thank the ??
Ya'll think moneys all out
Ya'll better thank again
'Cause if ain't about money

Then why would I bother
If she ain't keepin it real
Then why would I holla
She come over by the crib

House comes with a lake
Eat as much as you want too
On my lap fo' five

In the trunk [unknown]
And the day P, Snoop, Biggie and Pac ??
And the heat I got on me
Always got to ride with it

I spend money floss money
'Cause I can die with it
Project nigga
Get my work on

Host MTV with an Eastsidaz shirt on
I'm young like that, you know how we live
On the east it's 6 feet
On the west it's 3 wheels

[Hook until fade]

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"Pop Lockin'" as written by Priest J N Brooks Calvin N Broadus

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