Uncle Snoop Dogg, yo' whassup, whassup?
Could you read us a bedtime story?
Alright, alright, ya'll get my ash tray, get my lighter
I'm a read ya'll a gangsta bedtime story
Come here, sit on my lap, okay, check it out
Great scotts it's hot today
He ran up out of bullets so I shot him in his chest
He fell to the floor with his hands in the air
His vision gettin' blurry but you know I didn't care
Peck, peck, he tried to stay on deck
So I ran up on this nigga and I shot him in his neck
Shootin' like a muthafuckin' Vietnam vet
Ridin' on this nigga disrepectin' my set
No stranger to danger ain't no warnin' shots
On the hood gettin' hot, anybody can drop
You better have a spot up in town my nigga
'Cause please believe it, it can go down my nigga
Caught up in some traffic behind some hood rat
Grease strikes you out with no get back
Wishin' for a steak eatin' on a Kit Kat
And your bitch ain't shit the little homie hit that
Sit back and go see, take a trip up with me
Let's go get a stick nigga dip with me
We can ride on some niggas for nuthin' at all
Even if we cool with 'em, fuck 'em let's go get 'em
LBC in this muthafucka 'cause
I had to show these niggas what time it was
We got thugs, cons, drugs and guns
We claimin' everythin' nigga, even dimes and doves
Have you ever slapped a bitch to mack your grip
Or better yet, strapped a clip
To a muthafuckin' nine millimeter for heater
And put the ride down out of G two seater
You need a nigga like me to get your game like that
Young nigga, you could get a smack for that
I'm that nigga who brought the Afro back
And pat your back and then I turn around and snatch your sack
Before I came out niggas was wearin' slack
I brought the curl back and the golf hat
The black poker sack and this skandelous raps
The one eight seven kidnaps and jacks
I brought snaps to the game nigga
Raps to the game nigga, I'm that big rap name nigga
S-N double O-P fa sho
I do my thang way cut throat on the downlow
Oh, once upon a time in the LBC
There lived a OG from the DPG
And all the little kids looked up to him
All the women stayed true to him, police tried to do him
But couldn't do nothin' to him 'cause he's like stainless steel
And all they hated on him 'cause he was way to real
I don't know why but he's just so fly
But I gotta end this story by sayin' goodnight

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