Ay whassup my nig?
Shit, just chillin, what s happenin?
Shit nuttin, whatchu up to?
Shit, not too much - ay you ain t seen that nigga Snoop?
Man hell naw, I been callin that nigga since Starsky & Hutch
I ain t fin to call that nigga no more man
Tchk, oh like that?
Man f real man, I ain t buyin that new album either
I ma download that motherfucker for free
Let that nigga know when I see him man
Shit, there he go right there
Huh?
[Snoop Dogg]
I don t say much
I don t say Alize, no I don t say Dutch
Keep yo hands off until I say, okay touch
I never come off tacky, I m a boss exactly
I m like the slick suit Snooperfly Versace
Conversation flashy, y all niggaz can t match me
I talk to you slow, so your game can roll
Take advice from a player, don t love her just play her
Boy I never could dare, to pay double the fare
Man I swear to God it s gon be some trouble in here
Before I pay that bitch, I m like a bossy hog
Half dog, half gorilla, bitch Donkey Kong
Niggaz thirst for hoes, I got a thirst to ball
Tryin to knock a pimp s hustle, be the first to fall
Fuckin with a-hundred-fifty, whole can of vodka
Mixed with gangbang, got a program like Poppa (hey hold up man)
I ma do you a favor, let this pimpin save ya
Leave that bitch alone, the homies call her Ms. Behavior
Boy you move too fast, done too much talkin
I m too much walkin to one who keep hoes hawkin
Don t fuck with Snoop too much cause he goes off when
niggaz mouth too much, so please no flossin
I step up quicker, cause the game don t pause
I gotta stay sucka free, cause it ain t no laws
Dig this y all
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
That s the bidness mayne, step my game up up in this mayne
Long hours hard minutes mayne, with this hustle on splendid mayne
P.A. perfect attendance mayne
[Snoop Dogg]
Cause I m a boss..
Yeah, real bossy like, and sometimes flossy
And if you fuckin with that
{"I-I know, I, I-I-know, I know you gonna dig this"}
I had to tell you the truth homey, but you got mad
Yeah I hurt yo feelings, FUCK IT, it s too damn bad
I m a major player, I got major game
I might floss a different bitch, but the pimpin the same
I ain t got time for no haters, I lay em flat on they back
I m from the Dogg Pound homey, I don t fuck with them cats
I fuck with, niggaz, who be bustin them shots
I m talkin Long Beach, Inglewood, Compton, Watts
Close your chops, I knows your spots
Keep talkin nigga I ll expose your knots
You ain t ready for daddy, boy I do this for fun
It s like you versus Kobe ballin one on one
You ain t got no chance, you ain t got no fans
I kick the shit out you punk, look momma no hands
I m not a, holy roller but I pray so hard
Help me, I m sendin these bitch niggaz straight to God
Shit I m too damn grown, conversation is sho t
While your talk is funny, Jack I talk with money
Keep the chain on bling, the rock is sunny
For you smart mouthted bitches I ain t that dummy
{"HELL NO," he replied}
[Chorus]
{"GOD DAMN!"} {"Let me tell you somethin"}
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
That s the bidness, that s the bidness
Aww, that s the bidness, can I get a witness?
Aww, yeah, that s the bidness, aww yeah, say what, yeah
That s the bidness, but can I get a witness?

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