-da-da-da (x3) Coming from his quickly parked car the big cop With the gun cocked behind his back Walked slow and steady towards the kid with the corn rows Who his boy
on goin' I am Doggy Dogg bitch, beitch, love to hit a switch Never hit a bitch, beitch, love that gangsta shit Can I hear your flow? Can I fuck yo' hoe? Boy
One two three Two two three White Dove sittin' on a blackberry bush Is there any questioning why? Tell me what heaven you're bound for today Feel just
your lost listen Officer Ross tell you straight suck a dick try and come subliminal cuz ur ass the police my niggas is criminals like every other word out ur mouth bound
s goin' down, platinum bound Here we go again two nappy heads in they plot (plot) Dog, you be surpised with all these capers I be spottin' Thats why murder
he shakes that girl-like body on the floor, The girls go (boinggg!!) Striaght cake boy! Cake. Straight-up cake boy! Huh, yeah. I'm workin' out at the gym, a cake boy
take dese' boys out, yah? I'm on it, boy-eh... Let's battle... Show dese guys what we're worth, rude boy, 'Cause I know, see, I can spit... Let's show
{Snoop Dogg} I am Doggy Dogg bitch (beitch) love to hit a switch Never hit a bitch (beitch) love that gangsta shit Can I hear your flow? Can I fuck yo' hoe? Boy
White Dove sittin' on a blackberry bush Is there any questioning why Tell me what heaven you're bound for today Feel just like I could cry Feel just
(Rickey Medlocke) White Dove sittin' on a blackberry bush Is there any questioning why Tell me what heaven you're bound for today Feel just like I
: White Dove sittin' on a blackberry bush Is there any questioning why Tell me what heaven you're bound for today Feel just like I could cry Feel
: (Rickey Medlocke) White Dove sittin' on a blackberry bush Is there any questioning why Tell me what heaven you're bound for today Feel just like
Snoop Dogg} I am Doggy Dogg bitch (beitch) love to hit a switch Never hit a bitch (beitch) love that gangsta shit Can I hear your flow? Can I fuck yo' hoe? Boy
Talk to me real if you feel you got a point to push Then trick, make it quick, don't beat around the bush I know we all lookin out for number one That's why
takin over the scene? They don't know who I am, the young boy and yours truly Step off, new jack, you're just a new Rudy Of rap, you're bound to get slapped
