Freestyle Conversation Lyrics - Tha Doggfather - Snoop Dogg

Intro: (Snoop talking with homey) 

Homey: Ay Dogg, let me holla at'cha man 

Snoop: Wuz up home? 

Homey: Word is on the streets, your beats gone be delicate 

since Dre did shake the spea's out, man. 

Snoop: Delicate? Beats? 

So that's what makes me now? 

Man, I don't give a fuck about no beat 

(Now let me shake that shit man) 

(I hear ya Dogg) 

(It's a cold, cold thing!) 

(It's a cold thing!) 

(For real, hmm!) 

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[Snoop Dogg] 

I got more niggas tryin to get at me than the President do sometimes 

Niggas be tryin to get at me cos I be droppin funky rhymes 

What the fuck is goin on? This rap game is made to make money 

You niggas is taking the shit outta hand, actin' way too funny 

Doin too much, y'know I see it from the get-go 

What the fuck's goin on wit you niggas, y'all tryin to play a low pro 

And tryin ta be hard and tryin ta be big willies or whatever they call it 

I guess it's time for me to act just like an alcoholic 

And step to the game, I'm a stumble in like I don't know 

And if a nigga say somethin wrong, I'm takin off from the get-go 

I ain't givin no room to try to get me first 

Cos I done been bombed on before and I'ma tell you, man, that's the worst 

Fifth in the world, but I'ma keep my thang together 

Cos I'ma keep makin money and hope everything is still together 

Havin papers, man, now what y'all niggas doin? 

All y'all broke on the corner 

Drinkin your drink, wanna be doin what I'm doin 

But don't get mad and don't be tryin to play-hate 

Cos, uhh, takin trips around state to state 

Representin, uhh, what y'all wanna represent 

But y'all can't represent it cos y'all got no dollars, no cents 

I'm movin on, groovin on and I'm movin 

Makin more moves than the average Cuban 

Tryin ta get G's across the town, tryin ta make more hits 

And tryin ta get my game tight and get at your bitch 

Now if she wants to get with this, she gone come holla at a player, do' 

Cos she know that Snoop Dogg is got that white Rolls Royce 

And she wants to jump in, bring a friend 

Cos everything is like alphabet, come on in 

Come on in and bring a friend and you can come on back 

Cos when you do, we gone be sippin on some Cognac 

It's on me, I'm feelin good tonight 

Cos I'ma do mines and I'ma keep everything tight 

I ain't lettin nothin leak cos if thangs leak, then I'm get caught 

And I can't get caught cos you know how they do it about that child support 

Shit, bitches is cold on a nigga who ain't got his game tight 

Gettin 18-point-5 percent, half your life 

Shit, I love my baby boy and all 

But I ain't gonna be payin no bitch, no no, no way Dogg 

I'm too slick on my toes, I'm too tight 

I'm guaranteed to get away from some shit like dat, ain't that right 

Cos, uhh, when you play in this game you got to be the real player 

You can't be no fake ass nigga talkin about you wanna be the man 

Cos if you ain't with the game, the game ain't gonna be wit you 

And I can put that on everything including you 

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[Interlude] 

One of every five black males before the year 2000 

will be detained or deceased 

No justice, no peace 

Yeah the truth hurts, if you're scared, go to church 

Look here, but don't cut it, gettin five points 

Step back for a second, I'm puttin less than five to this joint 

Hmm, if this is the bomb niggas gonna blow up like Atlanta at the Olympics 

Niggas be trippin but I'll be pimpin 

I don't be trippin off no nigga at all, no bitches 

Just tryin to get money, I don't even be trippin off no switches 

I used to like low-riders but now I like Eastsiders 

I put it down wit me and make a hit maker, y'knowhatI'msayin? 

I love the Lakers now cos now they got Shaq O'Neal 

It's time to make a million dollars and that's for real 

See we gone blow up and show up and throw up nuttin but Dogg Pound 

Give it to ya ta put it down and we'll be round to your town 

So just sit in your seats and wait til we come through 

Until we do just keep smokin grey and blue 

Or whatever you do just stay true to what you do 

Cos we gone keep doin what the fuck we got to do 

Now, follow me now and listen to the instructions 

Cos the game's gonna get deep now, niggas is tryin ta creep 

Tryin ta get up on game but they don't wanna be down with the PG 

All of a sudden everybody wanna dis DP 

Now, what we look like? 

Makin y'all diss us, that ain't right 

I should get upset but I'ma stay composed 

Chill for a second, spit at some hos 

Drinkin my drink, smokin my dank 

Countin my bank, uhh that shit'stank 

Stanky bank is what I got cos I'ma keep it 

And nah this ain't no motherfuckin secret 

Interlude: (Snoop talking) 

Yeah, we're in drought season 

Niggas lookin for a reason 

It's like thanksgiving without the feast 

Yeah the truth hurts, we're scared to go to church 

They got me runnin from my life, I'm jumpin gates 

They got dogs on my ass, but I'm a Dogg 

So I know how to alert and get wit dat shit 

The dog run up on me I give him a cold 

Like nigga back up off me 

He turn around and bite the police, hmm 

Game recognise Snoop Dogg too cold, I'm on my toes 

I slide in the back of a garage, dippin with this ho 

They run right past me, ask me "Have I seen the suspect?" 

"Yeah, he went that way", now for the jack