Still a G Thang

Top dollar with the gold flea collar

Dippin' in my blue Impala (DPG)

Top dollar with the gold flea collar

Dippin' in my blue Impala

It's like four to the five to the six and to the seven

I once was told that all dogs go to Heaven

Well, how you been, where you been, and what it look like?

My game trump tight, especially when it bump like

Four young Gs gettin' crazy

And No Limit is the label that pays me

Ridin' round town, layin' game down like Goldie

And I remember what my mama showed me, told me

"Game recognize game

Stay true to what you do and don't be ashamed"

I got all my game from her, sometimes, I have to wonder

How I keep from goin' under, I'm a bad young brother

I fall to my knees, thank God 'fore I do my thang

I don't know why, I love to gangbang

See, life ain't nothing but a twist anyway, trick anyway

You can say what you wanna say

Just don't get in my way 'cause I'm a mean-o

Fiend know, C know, and P know, see locc

We make records for the thugs and the bangers and the clubs

And them dope slangers, you trip

She want a G with his khakis hangin' real low

In a black rag '64

Rollin' down the streets, lookin' way clean

Makin' them old hits, boy, like Al Green (Having a good time)

I'm headed straight to the LB (LBC)

"Forget it," that's what they tell me

Sell me everythang except a real hit

And when it's time for the (****), boy, pull quick

'Cause ain't nothing butter but us

And fool, you'll get wet up for playin' with my cheddar

It's cold outside, you better grab your sweater

And that bad girl you're dealin' with

Boy, she get you set-up

Top dollar with the gold flea collar

Dippin' in my blue Impala (DPG)

Top dollar with the gold flea collar

Dippin' in my blue Impala (DPG)

Boy, you done put all your trust in that girl

Didn't you see what happened to the President? (****)

Livin' in a tight house, big as the White House

Didn't know, but he (****) (Didn't know, didn't know)

What you talkin' 'bout? Fool, I'm dirty like the South

And to be real, I feel that's how I'm comin' out

Back on the ho-stroll highway, pimp patrol

Put your cuffs on your girl (**** let her off parole)

Man way cold with his game

What's his name?

Huh? I'm the capital S, don't mess with stress

N-double O-P, D-O-double G

Coldest entertainer, gangbanger since Alphonse Capone

Count money like Basie, police try to chase me

**** want to replace me (But you can't)

I'm ridin' in a tank, I'm blowin' hella dank

So whether ridin' in your lo-lo

I blowin' on some doe-doe

Spread the word and take the four-door

The Last Don done hooked up with the king of the coast

With the most, and Snoop Dogg is the representer

Yeah, threw the **** some Gs and the LBC

And the Calio projects, Brooklyn and Queens

Chi-town, whoa now

The Dogg Pound in the house every time we touch down

By right next to my hometown, D-town

East side St. Louis, Spokane

Get your money, man

Tick-tock, Little Rock

Right next to Houston, Texas, home of Rap-A-Lot

We like to jack a lot

Gimme what you got (Give it up)

Let me get that up out you

Homie, I got you

Something for the summertime while it's hot

And got the freaks posted up in the parking lot

And guess what? (What?)

She want the G with the biggest, huh?

Who that homie? You don't give a, yeah

You see, homies like me (What?)

All we see (What's that?)

Is money, power moves, and a freak a week

And last but not least, my homie DOC

Much love from the NO, you feel me?

Oh, yeah, and my little cousin D-A-Z, forever, homie

It's DPGC (For life)

Last but not least, Dr. D-R-E

You know where I'm at, holler at me

You'd have to get at me

For life, for life

It's still a G thang

DPG

Top dollar with the gold flea collar (Still a G)

Dippin' in my blue Impala (DPG)

Top dollar with the gold flea collar

Dippin' in my blue Impala (DPG)

Top dollar with the gold flea collar (Still a G thang)