Tha G In Deee Lyrics - Snoop Dogg

[Snoop Dogg] 

Yeah man, let me holla at my nephew Tray-Deee 

Nephew, I can't believe these motherfucking stupid ass bitches man 

I done told em time and time and time again 

Well I guess they don't hear me 

So uh, why don't you let me know 

Matter fact let them know how you feel about these motherfucking hoes 

[Tray Dee] 

I can't explain how I came across the game I got 

More likely from parlayin with these things a lot 

Be on the gangsters jocks, soon as they spot that you clockin' 

These snakes'll plot, and then be all in your pockets 

Droppin little hints 'bout they rents and bills 

When you tell em you can't help em wanna twist they grills 

Like you owe em once you show em that you're interested 

When they knowin you be wantin just to hit and dig 

I aint got shit to give, but hard dick and conversation 

And talkin end, when I commit the penetration 

I toss at them, if it was proper we could kick it 

When we cross again, but you know aint no commitment 

I want ya when I need ya, and that's the procedure 

I call you and fall through, strictly at leisure 

And only keep ya, until you start to cost me 

Then I reverse the game til ya back up off me 

Kill em softly 

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HOOK: 

Bitches ain't shit, I said it before, and I say it again, Tray Deee 

Bitches ain't shit, they only fuckin with your homies 

'cause they know you got a grip 

Bitches ain't shit, I said it before, and I'ma say it again, Tray-Deee 

Bitches ain't shit, they only fuckin with your homies 

'cause they know you got a grip 

[Tray Deee over Hook] 

I done peeped these knucleheads all ?? dogg 

These bitches on the gold rush 

This aint 1849 quit that pan handling hoe 

This '99, you tryin to get yours, but I need all mine 

You knowhatimsayin? 

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[Tray Dee] 

I keep the energy caught her eyein me down 

Back when she first started hangin around 

In Long Beach got real deep on some real G sex 

So you got served bitch now what's next 

I ride on the side while we slide in my broom 

Old goons can't get with the ?foon? 

Naw I'm on another level, let's get in your shit 

Blowin herb while we swerve and we spend your chips 

Drain me and take me to the finest spots 

Out the dinin shop and buy me diamond rocks 

It's a privilege to get the dick and fuck wit me 

Knowin the whole way I roll is in luxury 

I'm a major type of player out for ruling the game 

Every line I design is for schoolin a dame 

When I approach I let 'em know it's all money and sex 

But I gotta be blessed before we make 'em connect 

[Tray Dee over Hook] 

I check a bitch as quick as Goldie the mac 

And keep them quarter sacks and holdin my straps 

I only want what's in the middle of they laps 

And plus I hump before I get 'em for they snaps 

(repeat) 

[Tray Dee] 

I can't conceive spendin cheese just to please a broad 

When eventually intentions be to leave 'em all 

In the minus, no matter if they the finest 

Then recognize the price come with rollin with riders 

You can't expect to step up in my company 

And we just fuck for free, and you not touchin me 

With some fine ass why chance gettin involved 

And be callin me a dogg after hittin them draws 

I'm out to ball, so keep all emotions in check 

And don't be tryin to test what you're sure to regret 

Thinkin you gon be sinkin up inside my profits 

Bitch you got twist but you needs to stop it 

I'm cold on the hold like the frozen snow 

For my dough unless we both tryin to make it grow 

I think you know, my bank be mo', than us kickin it 

What's mine is mine, but what's yours we splittin it 

[Tray Deee] 

I got three questions for a bitch though 

Where mines at, what's takin you so long to kick it in 

And how long this gon take you to get me some more hoes 

You know...