Gz And Hustlas [explicit] Lyrics - Snoop Dogg

Good Morning boys and girls, 

I'm your Substitute teacher, 

My name is Mr. Buckwort 

the topic Fo' today is, what you would like to be when you grow up 

"you, over there in the jean shirt, what you wanna 

be when you grow up?" 

-"Id like to be a police officer" 

"alright, that's a pretty good profession" 

"you over there in that black shirt, 

what you wanna be when you grow up?" 

- "i wanna be a fire man" 

alright, that's a pretty good profession too 

you, back there in those french braids, what's yo name? 

- my name is Snoop 

Hi Snoop, what you wanna be when you grow up? 

- i wanna be a motherfuckin hustla', ya betta ask somebody 

This is for the G'z and this is for the hustlas 

This is for the hustlas, now back to the G'z 

This is for the G'z and this is for the hustlas 

This is for the hustlas now back to the G'z 

Freeze, at ease, now let me drop some more of them keys 

It's 19 9-tre so let me just play 

It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic 

I'm back with Dr. Dre 

But this time I'ma hit yo' ass with a touch 

To leave motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up 

So sit back relax new jacks get smacked 

It's Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm at the top of the stack 

I don't lack for a second and I'm still checkin' 

The dopest motherfucker that ya hearin' on the record 

It's me, ya see, S N double O P 

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D O double G Y, the D O double G 

I'm fly as a falcon, soarin' through the sky 

And I'm high till I dizzie, rizzide 

So check it, I get busy, I make your head dizzy 

I blow up your mouth like I was Dizzy Gillespie 

I'm crazy, you can't phase me 

I'm the S oh yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck with the stress 

I'm all about the chronic, bionic ya see 

Every single day, chillin' with the D O double G's 

P O U N D that's my clique, my crew 

Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up 

I thought ya knew but yet and still 

Ya wanna get real, now it's time to peel, ya say chill 

And feel the motherfuckin' realism 

Snoop Doggy Dogg is on the mic 

I'm hittin' hard as steel nigga 

This is for the G'z and this is for the hustlas 

This is for the hustlas, now back to the G'z 

This is for the G'z and this is for the hustlas 

This is for the hustlas now back to the G'z 

How many hoes in your motherfuckin' group 

Wanna take a ride in my 7-8 Coupe, DeVille? 

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Chill, as I take you on a trip where them niggaz ride 

And slide, you know about the East Side 

Niggaz like myself, here to show you where it's at 

With my hoes on my side and my strap 

On my back, papers I stack daily 

And Death Row is still the label that pays me 

But you know how that goes, we flow toe for toe 

If you ain't on the Row, fuck you and your hoe, really doe 

So check it, it's Snoop Doggy Dogg on the solo tip 

Still clockin' grip, and really don't give a sheeit 

About nuttin' at all just my Doggs steppin' through the fog 

And I'm still gonna fade 'em all 

With the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin' 

How many hoes in ninety-four will I be bangin'? 

Every single one to get the job done 

As I dip, skip, flip, right back to two one 

Where the sun be shinin' and I be ryhmin' 

It's me, Snoop D O double G and I'm climbin' 

This is for the G'z and this is for the hustlas 

This is for the hustlas, now back to the G'z 

This is for the G'z and this is for the hustlas 

This is for the hustlas now back to the G'z 

I come creepin' through the fog with my saggin' Dukes 

East Side, Long Beach, in a 7-8 Coupe DeVille 

I'm rollin' with the G Funk, bumpin' in my shit and it don't quit 

So drop it on the one motherfucker put together that set 

A nigga with a grip of that gangsta shit 

With the Eastside hoes on my motherfuckin' dick 

And the Compton niggaz all about to set trip 

Swing it back, bring it back, just like this 

And if you with my shit then blaze up another spliff 

And keep the motherfuckin' blunt in your pocket loc 

'Cause Doggy Dogg is all about the zig zag smoke 

See it's a West coast thing, where I'm from 

And if you want some, get some, bad enough, take some 

But watch the gun by my side 

Because it represents me and the motherfuckin' East Side 

So bow down to the bow wow 'cause bow wow 

Yippie yo, you can't see my flow 

My shit is dope, original, now you know 

And can't no hood fuck with Death Rizzow 

This is for the G'z and this is for the hustlas 

This is for the hustlas, now back to the G'z 

This is for the G'z and this is for the hustlas 

This is for the hustlas now back to the G'z