This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
One, two, three, four, one
Yeah, yeah, yeah, make some motherfuckin' noise
Yo
Doggy Dogg, you're on
Live on stage (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Performin' tonight (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
The one and only (uh-huh) (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don Corleone (hmm) (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
The big homie, you know me (hmm) (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Well, if it's on (mm-hmm), I guess it's 'bout time
Let me slide into this OG rhyme
I do mine the way I do mine
And I takes my time when I'm droppin' my lines
I look around, I spot MCs (and they)
All in the place (and they) all wannabes
Trying to make their paper, trying to do their thang
But to me they all try to say the same thang
How could you rap over beats that wack? (Nigga)
You ain't reachin' the crowd, you ain't makin' your fact
You ain't droppin' lines that hit the top
You can't make the party go "hip-hop"
And you can't do your thing without usin' mine
But yet and still, I see you on the grind
But I'm gon' take my time to get my point across
And if you get caught up in the rap shit then you got lost
And if you get tossed, it's on your own, it's your own fault
See, I gots to get mine, I don't drop no song
I just move on, groove on, try to prove on
And I do mines to do mines and I'ma keep on, keep on, keep on
To get you in a smooth type of atmosphere
Sit back and pay attention, yeah
You ain't never heard it like that (like that), uh
Is that right? That's right black, but, uh
Six minutes (six minutes), six minutes (six minutes)
Six minutes, Doggy Dogg, you're on
(Gimme the) uh-uh on (woo, woo)
(Gimme the) uh-uh on (woo, woo)
Yeah (woo, woo)
Uh, excuse me Doggy Dogg you're on (bye-bye)
(Woo, woo) six minutes (six minutes), six minutes (six minutes)
(Woo, woo) six minutes, Doggy Dogg, you're on
(Gimme the) uh-uh, on (woo, woo)
(Gimme the) uh-uh, on (woo, woo)
Uh, excuse me, Doggy Dogg, you're on
I gets my hair whipped on Friday, my day
Why they even trippin' on me? Yeah, the big homie
Gamey Gamey says, "Snoop Corleone (mm-hmm)
Listen to me man, stay away from them phonies
It's niggas like that that get you caught up quick
You gots to stay focused, Dogg, keep your eye on your grip (grip)
'Cause if you slip they gon' get ya and they gon' get ya fast
These niggas out for your money, man, they tryna get your cash"
I don't give a damn, you gots to match
You can be from the East Coast and get love
'Cause I ain't trippin' on your ass
I don't smash on niggas who smaller than me (mm-hmm)
I smash on niggas who big like the DPGC
Ooh-wee, I get ya crazy
You gots to have a stomach for this shit, baby
And if ya don't, you won't, you fake the funk
See Snoop is the G in the G-Funk
Now don't do nothin' that you can't get out of (fo' sho')
You know I got big love for the real Gs
We make more Gs, uh, I gots to have it
(Woo, woo) six minutes (six minutes), six minutes (six minutes)
(Woo, woo) six minutes, Doggy Dogg, you're on
(Gimme the) uh-uh, on (woo, woo)
(Gimme the) uh-uh, on (woo, woo)
Uh, excuse me, Doggy Dogg, you're on
(Woo, woo) six minutes (six minutes), six minutes (six minutes)
(Woo, woo) six minutes, Doggy Dogg, you're on
(Gimme the) uh-uh, on (woo, woo)
(Gimme the) uh-uh, on (woo, woo)
Uh, excuse me, Doggy Dogg, you're on
I got the, I got the (paper), I got the paper
I keep the, I keep the (chronic), I keep the chronic (yeah, yeah)
I thought ya, I thought ya knew, nigga (what? What?)
Ya better, ya better ask somebody (better ask somebody)
Uh, it don't quit (yeah, don't quit)
Now let me take my time and just get into the shit
And just driftin', so swift and smooth (smooth)
How many niggas make the whole party move like I do?
I can't name nobody
So sit back, relax, and let the Dogg rock the party (hey, hey)
Ain't no party like a DP party
'Cause everybody in the DP party's naughty
They acts a fool, old school, new school
Everything is everything, everybody playin' cool (mm-hmm)
Ain't no set-trippin', everybody just dippin'
Bitches gettin' with niggas and niggas gettin' with bitches
It's so superb, word to my mama
Ain't no drama, no need for that
You can put your gat back in your pocket
Unlock it 'cause Snoop Dogg is on the mic, I plan to rock it
Don't stop, don't stop (don't, don't stop)
Excuse me Doggy Dogg, you're on (hmm)
Six minutes, six minutes (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Six minutes, Doggy Dogg, you're on (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh-uh on, uh-uh on (yeah) (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Excuse me Doggy Dogg you're on (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh-oh-oh, excuse me, excuse me, excuse me)
(Woo, woo) yeah, yeah, yeah (say it again)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woo, woo) (Doggy Dogg you're on)
(Woo, woo, woo, woo) Doggy Dogg you're on
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, make some motherfuckin' noise
Yo
Doggy Dogg, you're on
Live on stage (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Performin' tonight (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
The one and only (uh-huh) (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don Corleone (hmm) (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
The big homie, you know me (hmm) (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Well, if it's on (mm-hmm), I guess it's 'bout time
Let me slide into this OG rhyme
I do mine the way I do mine
And I takes my time when I'm droppin' my lines
I look around, I spot MCs (and they)
All in the place (and they) all wannabes
Trying to make their paper, trying to do their thang
But to me they all try to say the same thang
How could you rap over beats that wack? (Nigga)
You ain't reachin' the crowd, you ain't makin' your fact
You ain't droppin' lines that hit the top
You can't make the party go "hip-hop"
And you can't do your thing without usin' mine
But yet and still, I see you on the grind
But I'm gon' take my time to get my point across
And if you get caught up in the rap shit then you got lost
And if you get tossed, it's on your own, it's your own fault
See, I gots to get mine, I don't drop no song
I just move on, groove on, try to prove on
And I do mines to do mines and I'ma keep on, keep on, keep on
To get you in a smooth type of atmosphere
Sit back and pay attention, yeah
You ain't never heard it like that (like that), uh
Is that right? That's right black, but, uh
Six minutes (six minutes), six minutes (six minutes)
Six minutes, Doggy Dogg, you're on
(Gimme the) uh-uh on (woo, woo)
(Gimme the) uh-uh on (woo, woo)
Yeah (woo, woo)
Uh, excuse me Doggy Dogg you're on (bye-bye)
(Woo, woo) six minutes (six minutes), six minutes (six minutes)
(Woo, woo) six minutes, Doggy Dogg, you're on
(Gimme the) uh-uh, on (woo, woo)
(Gimme the) uh-uh, on (woo, woo)
Uh, excuse me, Doggy Dogg, you're on
I gets my hair whipped on Friday, my day
Why they even trippin' on me? Yeah, the big homie
Gamey Gamey says, "Snoop Corleone (mm-hmm)
Listen to me man, stay away from them phonies
It's niggas like that that get you caught up quick
You gots to stay focused, Dogg, keep your eye on your grip (grip)
'Cause if you slip they gon' get ya and they gon' get ya fast
These niggas out for your money, man, they tryna get your cash"
I don't give a damn, you gots to match
You can be from the East Coast and get love
'Cause I ain't trippin' on your ass
I don't smash on niggas who smaller than me (mm-hmm)
I smash on niggas who big like the DPGC
Ooh-wee, I get ya crazy
You gots to have a stomach for this shit, baby
And if ya don't, you won't, you fake the funk
See Snoop is the G in the G-Funk
Now don't do nothin' that you can't get out of (fo' sho')
You know I got big love for the real Gs
We make more Gs, uh, I gots to have it
(Woo, woo) six minutes (six minutes), six minutes (six minutes)
(Woo, woo) six minutes, Doggy Dogg, you're on
(Gimme the) uh-uh, on (woo, woo)
(Gimme the) uh-uh, on (woo, woo)
Uh, excuse me, Doggy Dogg, you're on
(Woo, woo) six minutes (six minutes), six minutes (six minutes)
(Woo, woo) six minutes, Doggy Dogg, you're on
(Gimme the) uh-uh, on (woo, woo)
(Gimme the) uh-uh, on (woo, woo)
Uh, excuse me, Doggy Dogg, you're on
I got the, I got the (paper), I got the paper
I keep the, I keep the (chronic), I keep the chronic (yeah, yeah)
I thought ya, I thought ya knew, nigga (what? What?)
Ya better, ya better ask somebody (better ask somebody)
Uh, it don't quit (yeah, don't quit)
Now let me take my time and just get into the shit
And just driftin', so swift and smooth (smooth)
How many niggas make the whole party move like I do?
I can't name nobody
So sit back, relax, and let the Dogg rock the party (hey, hey)
Ain't no party like a DP party
'Cause everybody in the DP party's naughty
They acts a fool, old school, new school
Everything is everything, everybody playin' cool (mm-hmm)
Ain't no set-trippin', everybody just dippin'
Bitches gettin' with niggas and niggas gettin' with bitches
It's so superb, word to my mama
Ain't no drama, no need for that
You can put your gat back in your pocket
Unlock it 'cause Snoop Dogg is on the mic, I plan to rock it
Don't stop, don't stop (don't, don't stop)
Excuse me Doggy Dogg, you're on (hmm)
Six minutes, six minutes (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Six minutes, Doggy Dogg, you're on (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh-uh on, uh-uh on (yeah) (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Excuse me Doggy Dogg you're on (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh-oh-oh, excuse me, excuse me, excuse me)
(Woo, woo) yeah, yeah, yeah (say it again)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woo, woo) (Doggy Dogg you're on)
(Woo, woo, woo, woo) Doggy Dogg you're on
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
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