Информация о песне На данной странице вы можете ознакомиться с текстом песни Unify, исполнителя - Snoop Dogg. Песня из альбома The Art Of Storytelling, в жанре Рэп и хип-хоп
Дата выпуска: 31.12.1998
Лейбл звукозаписи: DEF JAM
Язык песни: Английский
Unify |
I falls off into a party in the N.Y.C |
Niggas lookin at me strange but they lovin my chain |
Bang bang, same thang, game came when I left em |
I do it by my lonely now I’m the Big Homie |
But I’m his Royal Slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is |
The one who expose cornball rappers with the quickness |
Uhh, who bum from and who balls you hung from |
Wouldn’t give a fuck what part of the country you come from |
I’m Snoop Dogg, I’m smooth and imperial |
I wake up every morning to my Lucky Charms cereal |
Times get drastic, yeah I’m a classic |
Dogg Pound Gangsta chokin off that Boombastic |
Now put my verse on the first one-beat the herds come |
So be careful cause my rap will make you eat your words son |
(Word to God) Scratch I? Who the hardest to match (I) |
Bright rewrite your still Garbage to Patch |
Haven’t you heard? I’m loose, shook the Feds like The Juice |
Snoop Dogg is a hundred-and-twenty-first proof |
Fool usea deuce-deuce of some Genuine, Draft |
I’m genuine, like Vinny’s whinin all about cash |
Cash, cash, so indeed I got the weed |
And keep the lighter for the hash, has it |
Ever been a time when you didn’t have a dime |
And the only way to get it was to go and do a crime? |
Chorus: Slick Rick (repeat 2X) |
Many underclothes hangin on the hoes |
Since (Snoop, Slick Rick) crushed anyone opposed |
Lot of ladies — pop Cristal, toast to all those |
Like (Kid Capri) helpin to Unify both coasts |
I’m shredding your temple, none, 'head of the emperor |
Washed up, gang member? Better remember |
I wipe my feet upon a rapper like a doormat |
I hit em -- where they sit around actin hardcore at |
Thank God for the guardians — in light of this |
Rappers always beg for me to show them who The Mighty is |
Gats gonna limp, snaps on a kid |
That always wanna start rappin (boy they’re not gonna win) |
And wanna dash at lethal or evil |
Could a King bring style and class to black people? |
Stick a whole log in and he buggin |
Cause I — represent self, with my man Snoop Dogg and them |
I drop a pile of semen on em |
Even in a Yugo I could take they woman from em |
I make the hardest chew the kewl of this |
Kid Capri, know the part of peasant, who The Ruler is? |
I’m twenty-six. still in the mix |
My hair gettin longer, my game gettin stronger |
A nigga been on one, I thank God |
Cause life in the city of stars is gettin hard |
And it’s odd, for a G to get a job |
So I’d rather steal and rob, and mob with my squad |
My homie used to bang, now we follow Farrakhan |
Used to read The Source |
Now all he read is the Holy Qu’ran |
Time brings change and change brings time |
Listen to me hit you with this gangbang rhyme |
Nigga, whattup, who up, YOU up! |
Doggy Dogg is on the mic |
I’m here to fuck it izzzup |
I give it to y’all, like you really got to have it |
Dogg Pound Gangstaz, boy this shit is gettin tragic |
But I’ma make me a grip and dip quick |
And fuck with my nigga Kid Capri on this G shit |
Dial tail and bail with my nigga Slick Rick-y |
And all you niggas talkin bullshit can just miss me |
Can’t twist me, you fuckin paper haters |
I’m dippin in my nine-eight gold Navigator |
I’m dippin like a lo-lo |
Bouncin, smokin ounces, fo' sho' doe |