Picture This Lyrics - Da Game Is To Be Sold, Not To Be Told - Snoop Dogg

Niggas (Niggas), Bitches (Bitches) 

Uhmm, this is some player shit right here 

Holler at my home girl on this one, Mia 

Moma Mia, Have you seen her (seen her) 

Yah, real G's shit. Tell me 

Moma Mia, niggas wanna G her (Snoop Dogg) 

Bitches wanna be her 

Motherfuckers can't see her 

Give it up for Moma Mia 

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[Mia X] 

What chew you want to do nigga, is fine with me 

Name your game, scandalous sprees, or robberies 

Moving keys for your needs, from state to state 

I seen my braw take down your boy from around tha way 

If you fake IM gunna let you know from the top 

And leave that dick in your mouth, and put them infrared dots 

On your whole crew, nigga betta ask fo show 

Gunna let that ass know what's goin' down like Waco 

This is business, and who the fuck you think is runnin' this 

Mama, and who's the first to shoot that gun in this 

Mama, drama, layin' No Limit and when its intended my hands all up in it 

Now, we can do this like intelligent folk 

But fuck around, I be that second ward ignorant hoe 

Hard headed, with the soft behind, niggas real hittin' it 

So Snoop Dogg for the keepin' it real with a strength 

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[Snoop Dogg] 

Now picture, Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide, 

Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive 

Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips 

It's all about you and me Mia, fuck that bitch 

You a fall girl, go get it all girl 

You in my world, IM gunna make sure you ball girl 

Do it for me, do it for you, now it's our world 

(Our world, It's our world, now go on and get it) 

Now everyone in my click know I don't love no hoes 

I don't quit bitch rush a boy to get a new set of them MOMO's 

Cus I attack 'Emm, crack 'Emm and smack 'Emm 

All on the same note, until that bitch is broke 

Charge it to the game, man it's a cold game 

But somebody gotta do it, that's real for shes'a 

It ain't easy, pimpin' to me is four girls on your team 

Down to scheme, aim to beam, for that cream 

Cross country track, greyhound buss ride 

Down to get your muthafuckin' fetti on, you hear me though 

There ain't no limit to what she does 

On the really, on to Philly, lemme get a ride on cus 

Ghetto love, and every thug need a little 

All I want is the money, motherfuck the middle 

No backbone is back on to get yah 

Unless you got a down ass sister to twist her, cant twist yah 

Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide, 

Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive 

Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips 

It's all about you and me Mia, fuck that bitch