Pimp Slapp'd Lyrics - Paid Tha Cost To Be Da Boss - Snoop Dogg

[DJ E-Z Dick] 

W-Balls, it's your main man DJ E-Z Dick 

About to unleash another one of those platnum plus hits 

And the word is on the streets, and the word is the streets 

We gon go to a live remote, licking wit my main man Mr Doggy Dogg 

[Snoop Dogg] 

A day in the life, of a Rollin 20 Crip 

I'm just a stuburn type of fella with a head like a brick 

And just because I sip Moet, they say that I'm hopeless 

But I don't give a fuck, so blame it on the loc'ness 

Now this is how we do it when we checking the grip 

Snoop Dogg is in this bitch, so don't even trip 

I bust a funky composition that's smooth as a prism 

Now check it as I kick off in this funky ass rhythm 

It's six dub, the phone is ringing off the deck 

And it's some homies talking about I disrespected they set 

Aww nah, Dogg aint this y'all 

I got couple relatives up off of Crenshaw 

This is about me and Simon, not me and y'all 

I got love for a bunch of real B-Dogs 

Like K-Dub, Top Cat, B-Reel, E-Rock, Boo-Lay Face 

And the homie Har'ron rest in peace 

Big Jay from Cappinella Park 

He used to blaze with his nephew after dark 

On and on, rocking big neck bone 

Mausberg I had to put you on my song 

It's so real, I had to show some love 

Now back to this scrub, it ain't about Crip or Blood 

It's about you bein jealous of what I does 

Cause I does it the most, the king of the coast 

in the paint playin post - I back you down 

like Shaq-Daddy, and bust on ya out the new Caddy 

And skirt up, bust ya boulevard 

I'm not Xzibit, you can't +Pull My Hoe Card+ 

. I fucked all your groupies 

When you was doin time in Camp Snoopy 

With the fags and snitches, no killers just bitches 

And you was payin niggaz off with all my riches 

You so hardco', why you ain't go to level fo'? 

Oh I know (bitch!) 

But I walk the mainline everytime I go down 

You can check my G files I do it L.B.C. style 

. I got the word on your Simon 

You need to just start rhymin 

Cause you the biggest star on your label 

And them other niggaz just crumbs off my table 

You're not able, to compete with the heat that I drop 

And I still ain't been paid, for "1-8-7 on a cop" 

I started yo' shit and I will end yo' shit 

if you keep talkin shit on Crip! 

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[Hook 1: repeat 2X] 

It all boils down to the fact 

that you're jealous of my paper stack (jealous ass nigga) 

It all boils down to the fact 

that you're jealous of my paper stack (gon get pimp slapped) 

[Hook 2: repeat 2X] 

Money, I get it, paper I got it 

Heaters, I keep em, bitches I got em 

[Snoop Dogg] 

If I shoot you, I'll be brainless, and you'll be famous 

And I'll be spending money out the anus 

Your only gain is to try to get me to fall down to your level 

Man you worser than devils 

Alotta niggas should've said it, fuck em 

But Ima say it for em, stop it, pop it, rewind and play it for em 

This nigga's a bitch like his wife 

Suge Knight's a bitch, and that's on my life 

And I'ma let the whole world see 

Cos you fucked up the industry, and that's on me 

We can go head up, nigga, set it up 

Or we can do the other thing, I love to wet it up 

Your rappers and artists, tell em, shut it up 

Cos I'll fuck every last one of em up, especially Kurupt 

See that's my lil homeboy, so he knows what's up 

He better keep it Crippin, and slip his clip in 

Cos these niggas trippin, this is official business 

Do the same way, leave no witnesses 

This is that unexpected diss directed, sprayed, covered and protected 

Strip you butt naked, chicky-check-check-it 

It's all to the good again 

You can catch Snoopy Dibby Double in the hood again 

Spinning that real times, spitting that real shit 

To make the whole world feel it 

So put the bacon in the skillet, and try to peel it 

Cause Doggystyle Records is the realest, nigga 

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[Hook 1] 

Money, I get it, paper I got it 

Heaters, I keep em, bitches I got em 

Money, I get it, paper I got it 

Jealous ass nigga