The Message

[Intro: Snoop Dogg] To ya homeboys, to ya friends Yeah [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] And ya don't stop it's Snoop Dogg on the microphone Let me peep things out Took a lookin' around And what should I talk about first on the list Let me just kiss the microphone and bless it like that Because the people love to hear me And they love to hear me rap Because once I'm on the microphone I start to flow I get in nigga's shit and the people say hooo Doggy Dogg's in the place While I rock the microphone laced and [?] Put your hands on the turntables and scratch While I find a funky to attach then match As I play together, then I switch it Then I look in the crowd and I see seven bitches Lookin' at me hollerin' out Snoopy But from here on out I got no room for no groupies So I tell 'em to steppin' then I find me a fly hoe Take her to my motel, then it's time to go See my homie [?] chillin' and a villian as he usually does He says blaze up a bud Give him ten dollars then he pass me a sack Doggy Dogg why don'tcha kick ya funky ass raps So I took the microphone and kicked a couple of tunes Glaze about to scratch and then the bit boom The boom went boom then it broke on the floor Everyone said Dogg give us some more So I said hol' up for a second Let me find my right beat so Glaze grab a record Then he started to scratch and put his hands on the turntable Showin' he was able and stable from the cable From his neck got to swangin' and hangin' Then he said Doggy Dogg I heard ya slangin' I said slangin' rhymes, that's the only dope that I slang And where ya from? Rollin' 20 Crip gang Never slip or trip or dip When I gets fucked up it's gin that I sip Smokin' on the bomb-ass indo ya know Chillin' wit' my homie [?] at the show Sittin' in the front row, never in the back Gettin' big respect cause we both know how to rap And when he's not to rappin' he's doin' all the mackin' When he's got the nine you can say the nigga's packin' When ya say he's out there clockin', he's jackin' And it's up to me Doggy Dogg, I do the rappin' Gettin' all the hoes from city to city And I'mma tell ya like this I get down to the nitty-gritty Pimpin' mo' hoes than the law Ya know, cause- Killin' the emcees, killin' 'em all watch this Catchin' 'em emcees, catchin' em all like this They all be tryna bite it but they can't bite the rhyme cause the rhyme makes 'em bite And they bite all the time