What We Do Lyrics - West Coast Ridah - Snoop Dogg

What is a gangsta if he ain't strapped? 

And what is a gangsta if he can't scrap? 

And what is a gangsta if he can't mack? 

Well I can do it all baby, just like that 

The grass is greener on the side I live on 

Doggie Dogg and way soft, motherfucker you death, bro? 

But why he on peace, If he was a beast he would've took off on the south Midwest and the east? 

Chill, y'all niggas don't get and you'll probly never will. It's hard to be real 

But it's easy to kill. That's probly why I keep my game on the top of the hill 

They keep my name on the top of the bill while y'all lost out there, poppin' them pills 

You could've been with Snoop Dogg, rockin' the bill, hop in the veele. 

For real, I'm outclockin' the meal 

I'm a east side nigga on these west side streets 

In my G boy stance with my hands on my dick 

We the best thing goin', got the champagne pourin' 

And we put it down, come and do the damn thing goin' 

I'm a selfmade millionaire, the boss Big Snoop 

Everything I touch I turn to big loot 

This the ZU gang and we ride with Snoop 

All I know is that I make that shit do what it do 

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It's the early Berg, it's the grandest anthem 

Good day LA, it's time to get back at 'em 

Yea, the west coast renaissance 

You could smell it in the air, feel the ambiance 

And on the road to riches and fancy things 

To get a little recognition, be the major bling 

Get the ole 6 range, house on the hill, 40 acres in the... dollar dollar bill 

Big heads in my pocket, hoes in the VI 

Mack though this, scratch like a feline 

Sip on the bottle mack, lick on the matua 

Break it down, twist 'em up like Chicago rock 

To the club, hop off, new Jays 

Fitted to the back like 7 and 5-8's 

I'm all fly with a fly date 

I'm here to buggy, don't make me add to the crime rate 

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I'm a east side nigga on these west side streets 

In my G boy stance with my hands on my dick 

We the best thing goin', got the champagne pourin' 

And we put it down, come and do the damn thing goin' 

I'm a selfmade millionaire, the boss Big Snoop 

Everything I touch I turn to big loot 

This the ZU gang and we ride with Snoop 

All I know is that I make that shit do what it do 

Hoes on my nuts like screws and bolts 

Fuck bein' a playa, I'm tryin' to coach 

I will pick advantage if you'll let me 

Have you driblin' balls like Lisa Leslie, test me 

I'm gon release the heat again 

You floatin' in the ocean like Lacy Peterson 

Run, cuz you don't want confrontation 

Masturbate Georgia, masturbatin' bitch 

Ey mack we blim big 

Can't be mad at young Einstein, acceleratin' the game 

Nigga I'mma get mine 

Lee, I'mma get mine too 

Slide through with the candy paint 

Light tint, like ZU. You don't know the outcome 

Got the whole game locked up like Akon 

We purple urkle, filet mignon 

We're hitin' everything that we aimin' on 

I'm a east side nigga on these west side streets 

In my G boy stance with my hands on my dick 

We the best thing goin', got the champagne pourin' 

And we put it down, come and do the damn thing goin' 

I'm a selfmade millionaire, the boss Big Snoop 

Everything I touch I turn to big loot 

This the ZU gang and we ride with Snoop 

All I know is that I make that shit do what it do