Bring It On (Feat. Suga Free And KoKane) - Snoop Dogg, Suga Free, Kokane

In this times

Of hate and pain

We need a remedy

To help us through the rain

Can’t you see

I’m straight up G.

Old Chief

Fuck you niggas

Think you can fuck with me

Oh c’mon

Now that pimp is gonna jump back

Bitch, and fuck that

Shit, I’m qualify to knock a hoe no matter where ever I’ve go

Excuse me partner, this is pimpin' little pimpin' let you know

Break the bitch you say «I will»

Separate the bitch but you saying «I will»

Damn nigga, shit

Since you but it like that

I’mma lay some right now nigga

And take them straight to the track (track)

I’ve never let a bitch pimp me

Trying to tell me what to do but I’mma stay O.G.

Fresh out the pen only 30 today (30 today)

And every bitch in a multiply ways

Now since world

Why did the little girl walk around with a gold fish in her pocket

So she could smell like the big girl

And check the one with the fast mouth

Just get your money if you have to knock her motherfucking ass

I don’t care what you do

Long you don’t fuck with mine (C'mon sing ya’ll)

You think you can’t be touched

Niggas disappear all the time

Oh blue eyes

Dogg Sinatra

Make a nigga disappear like Jimmy Hoffa (Where is he)

The Glock cocker

Hoe hopper

Show stopper

Watch your mouth, bro (watch your mouth)

I put you in a brick in a building

And separate you from your children (Daddy)

I stay G’d up

All the G’s from my set ain’t never P-C-up (hahaha)

If you hit the main line

You gonna get stop

Paying motherfuckers off cause sucka duck

Me and my niggas go hard and paint

Putting pain where ain’t making bitch niggas pay

It’s a clear blue sky there on the Eastside (Eastside)

Throw your set up and wave it from (Rolling) side to c-side

I’m talking big shit

Hold my dick

Banging on u cuz

Nigga this crip

I got so many tricks up my sleeve (Ah you ain’t knowin')

For you hoes to disbelieve (Oh to the basement)

You wanna bang let’s bang it on (Oh Oh)

With about a thousand niggas strong

I don’t care what you do (I don’t care what the fuck whatcha do)

Long you don’t fuck with me (As long you don’t fuck with mine)

You think you can’t be touched (Uhhhhh)

Niggas disappear all the time

No, I don’t love you, bitch

You a hoe, I never will (never will)

Can’t tell you my feelings

Cause the pimpin' don’t feel

Bitch, matter fact be gone

Fuck around and how you Mama saying «Baby, he won’t»

Talking about he a real pimp

Bitch, it’s jumbo lance with proper proper jumbo shrimp

Since I’m prepare with my hoe

Got it cracking with my hoe

Study macking with my hoe

Now I’m stacking with my hoe

I pop a bottle of Mo

About to model a hoe

I’m working them, serving 'em and breaking a (You know)

Did the weed, man get in

Take it too long

But when he get it dogg

I’m taking us off (Give it up nigga)

Niggas know how D-O-double G «does it»

Known for making that crip hop music

Don’t abuse

Just ride to the rhythm of a pimp ass, upper class, cold motherfucker

I don’t care what you do

Long you don’t fuck with mine

You think you can’t be touched

Niggas disappear all the time

I got so many tricks up my sleeve

For you hoes to disbelieve

You wanna bang let’s bang it on

With about a thousand niggas strong