(feat. Big Bamm)

[Snoop Dogg:]

$#&@ it
Hey, Buck, I told you, my ^!$$%
Turn the track up a little bit in my ear drums, man, need to hear that

Detail
It's so gangsta


[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
I make it clap
Hell yeah

I make it clap
Fa' sho, cause'
I make it clap

Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
I make it clap


[Hook: Snoop Dogg]
A little somethin' for the (*##$es, and somethin' for the G's
A little somethin' for my peoples 'round the world, stackin' cheese

We gettin' money, y'all
We gettin' money, y'all
Now if ya bankroll fat and you can bet right back

And blow a hundred thousand, ^!$$%, on a night like back
We gettin' money, y'all
We gettin' money, y'all


[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
I get my focus, then ride, I put some Hen in my life

I get my pen and my pie
Man, I drift when I drive
I feel the breezes I breeze, I got the keys to my boat

Ain't that a (*##$, mother$#&@er, say the Dogg on !@%!e
I sold !@%!e my whole life, I never snort that %#@!
See I'm a ex-gangbanger, you can quote that %#@!

I'm livin'
Everyday like Thanksgivin'
I watch my big homey Tookie get murdered in prison

Now I can't sit back
I gotta spit that rap
I hit the streets with this heat, I got some cases to beat

I ain't (*##$in'
^!$$% snitchin'
They think I'm crippin'

And trippin' and flippin'
But trip this
You know I'm dippin'

With the bulletproof, tucked in a snub
I got the streets on lock
And now I'm up in the club

Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done
Thirteen years

Later, mother$#&@er, and I'm still number one

[Chorus]


[Verse 2: Big Bamm]
I make it clap (BRRAT!)

Ain't no questions about it
Bigg Snoop Dogg is who the ese is down with (Boss)
And on one

I was slangin' in Yale
It's 2007 and I got #~!!@ to sell
Young Bamm, and I'm a beast on these streets

Now let me rap or take some game on this Snoop Dogg beat
Buck found me in the trap
From a quarter ounce of crack

To a thousand square feet
In the creek, in the back
I'm young, rich and strap, and I'm a make it Tron max

Sippin' cold cognac
On the old Cadillac
I put it down for the Pound like

Everyday
So when you see me, holla "Church! " cause I keep it that way
Yeah
We gon' bust in the air
I make the .40 cal clap like the mother$#&@in' snare

From the L-1-3
To the DPG
I just got my weed license, $#&@ the L.A.P.D.

[Chorus]


[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
This old man, yeah, he sure can
D-O-Double G with twenty mil in his hand
I stand tall, against the wall, I'm gonna ball and I'll walk it off

My favorite shows to watch, on the phone, I don't really talk at all
From the valley Lowes of Clarksdale
I'm Gangsta, Gangsta like Avon Barksdale
You know the word is out
He's on the loose

I'm back in the hood again, sippin' on that Gin & Juice
Superman got dressed in the phone booth
Wha-wha-what, what you gon' do, my ^!$$%s is on you
See I was all about peace to your way
You mother$#&@in' mouth, tell the police, now it's on
Yeah

My gangsta boots is laced up
I came here to shoot this mother$#&@in' place up
Don't play no games, don't say no names
Don't do nothin', get popped in your mother$#&@in' brain

[Chorus x2]