NL Iggaz lyrics

by

Snoop Dogg


[C-Murder talking]
What's happn' yo what's happn' n*gga oh salt shakin' ass muthaf*cka
n*gga talkin' bout keep it real n*gga this the realest sh*t you
Gonna run up on ya dig TRU n*gga what's happn' No Limit forever
Lil' daddy it's cool let me holla at ya dawg check this real sh*t out

[C-Murder]
n*gga n*gga I'mma rider never gave a f*ck about the other side
Me & my n*ggas we love to get high
An break the rules
Like fools on a mission cause we thugged out & trapped
I only give my real n*ggas dap
Me & my click is so close it's f*cked up
My n*gga Nu got drunk & yet we all throwed up
An showed up ready to blow some sh*t up like Castro
These n*ggas bout to straight get plucked
I'mma millionaire
These ghetto n*ggas put me there
Showed me love
n*gga pass the dub
It's a TRU thang
Respect it like your last name
Or get touched boy
I don't give a f*ck boy

[Chorus: C-Murder]
No Limit n*ggas we thug n*ggas we love n*ggas
TRU n*ggas on a mission muggin' in club n*ggas
No Limit n*ggas we thug n*ggas we love n*ggas
TRU n*ggas on a mission don't give a f*ck n*gga
[Reapeat]
[Desperado]
Pull out the Porsh chicks run to the car
Blow my smoke to the sky blazin' dutches cigars
I got the street in my veins my block runs thru my blood
Plead guilty to tha charges when I'm facin' the judge
f*ck it I'll do the sentence lift weights & read books
Make me a millionaire in jail wit a mill on my books
Only understand crooks ya'll n*ggas is suckers
I'm in a booth waitin' for a CEO to front us
I got the hood relyin' on me not to mention myself
So if the drug game dead I can rely on my wealth
Nine outta ten n*ggas is haters I'm the other one
Like startin' fires that blazes & stackin' my funds

[Yukon]
Uh hu I bet ya'll love the way I flips em' out
Funny guy hu now watch how these clips come out
I done took it where ya'll can't go now how bout that
I done turned these straight up n*ggas into stumblin' cats
An they mad at me cause they say I spit it to rough
An throw it at you like a chick who don't get it enough
What is it X-ray vision the way I see thru this cats
That's why I roll wit thugs who love the squeeze them mac's
Remember back til' when we hid them stacks in alley ways
Now we keep that dough comin' & goin' like holiday's
[Chorus]
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