Hoes, Money, And Clout Lyrics - Da Game Is To Be Sold, Not To Be Told - Snoop Dogg

Dogg Pound 

Don Colion, whatever, whatever, Dogg Pound, East Side 

Don Colion, whatever, whatever, Dogg Pound, East Side 

Don Colion, whatever, whatever, Dogg Pound, East Side 

Whatever, whatever 

For all my homies with the eight tray wigs 

And all the playas in the '79 Coupes 

For all of my gang affiliates in tha hoppin' '68 

This one's from me to you 

Not the Under Dogg, call me the Wonder Dogg 

I keep it crackin' while I'm stackin' in this game called rappin' 

Now, I kick up my feet like I kick a rhyme to a beat 

And every time you see me on the streets, I gots some heat 

Hell, yeah, then pass the beat 

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And everybody wanna know what's up with me and Master P 

For your concern, you knew there want no gimmick 

When I got into some gangsta shit and told you want No Limit 

To the thangs I'm gon' do, now it's really goin' down with the DPGC 

Well, Daz did the beat and Kurupt got the heat 

And Tray Dee, he laid the hook and Supafly played the keys 

It get no realer than this 

From the LB to the Down South, add more killers to this 

Entourage, South, West, oh yes, we in charge 

And we'll pull your cards, no disrespect or disregards 

Life in the big LB is gettin' hard, so my squad gon' mob and drop bombs 

Bring me along, we causin' everybody harm 

I make ya scream, I make ya shout 

C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me turn ya out 

'Cuz you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and clout 

And I rock a Long Beach City all the way down South 

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I make ya scream, I make ya shout 

C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me turn ya out 

'Cuz you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and clout 

And I rock a Long Beach City all the way down South 

Can you feel me? I can dig it 

Hoes, take me to the bridge 

Snoop Dogg, Snoop Dogg 

Snoop Dogg, Snoop Dogg 

Snoop Dogg, Snoop Dogg 

Snoop Dogg, Snoop Dogg 

Whether in a Khaki suit or a pimped stripe 

I'm a G for G and nuttin' else for life 

You can bet your bottom biscuit 

You get twisted if you dwellin' in my felon intuition 

Tha Doggfather is a household name 

From basketball to alcohol, everybody love the Dogg 

I'm sure Billy King, probably got a Doggystyle tape 

Somewhere hidden in his briefcase 

Newsweek, Rolling Stone, major magazines 

Dope fiends, prom queens, we too clean 

Take a look, you ain't ever seen 

One hip hop rap star drop this West Coast rap-cord 

Back to the spot up top 

West Hills for real, give it up to him 

A who bang with diamond 

Take a hit with big Lajeezy before he found some wheezy 

With blue Colion playin' in the background 

On and on, behind line with big style 

Hitting P, LIG, tell him let it go 

Game strong, no longer in the roll 

Just a few names from the respected files 

LBC styles, DPG ale 

I bought a house with a lake in the back 

My big home stack just like that 

I make ya scream, I make ya shout 

C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me turn ya out 

'Cuz you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and clout 

And I rock a Long Beach City all the way down South 

I make ya scream, I make ya shout 

C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me turn ya out 

'Cuz you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and clout