LYRICS
作词 : Gholson, Christopher James
作曲 : Gholson, Christopher James
House Shoes -Snoop Dogg （努比狗狗）
Ay Snoop Dogg
Ay ay ay Snoop Dogg
We the people
Wanna know
What's it like to be a boss mayne
What's it really like to walk in yo'shoes mayne
I mean
Yo
This ain't no cake walk
'Cuz keep it pimpin man I made y'all
Yo
The game played you
I'm 19in kush and a Swisher
Yo
Cash by the bundles and bundles at wholesale
No bail the feds tryin to give me mo'jail
But I'm a superstar
Ridin in my super car
Ponytail swangin
Lookin super hard
Yo
I wake up every day and blow a zip
Count
Contraband on my HIP
Outstanding with my pimp hand
Handing me my GRIP
Outlandish on my tip like this
Yo
The bouelvard star
Red carpet walker
So famous
Feelin'like Amos
The police one time cain't contain us
I'm rich as a motherf**ker ain't I ain't I
Yo
I'm the boss and you know dat
Send two I send 'bout fo'back dead
Yo
Don't let the names do you wrong
I'm so involved with the heat I need meds
Yo
My whole life is like a video
I make good music like really doe
Standin on my own two
Lookin at you suckers
What'chu gon'do
Ballin ain't a thing that's what I'm gon'do
Yo
Back at 'em
The 'llac with a chandelier
With a Foxy
I call her Pam Grier
Yo
This my part of town
You can't stand here
You say you gangster
The Runners gettin'ran here
Chop 'em up sit 'em down
Please don't disturb the Dogg
Ain't worth the call
I ain't even heard of y'all
The nerve of y'all
To face what you cain't see
I don't give a who went down
He ain't me
Yo
Khakis creased
All stars
Blue barette
So much money on him
The city tried to sue the set
Boss Dogg here I go
Hoggin in my own lane
In 1988I was up the whole thang
Yo
And now I'm involved with raps
Million dollar deals
Movies and countin'stacks
The critics try to fight the facts
But I'm loved everywhere go and fight that
Yo
I think they love it when I'm trippin'
That pop make it hard to listen
Yo
But when it sounds like this
It make a wanna pop his clip in
Now listen
Yo
Turn that beat up
That bass got 'em feelin'froggy
Quit your talk
I got homies bigger than John Coffey
Yo
And they'll tear this whole place up
Got gangsters puttin'on makeup ya dig
Yo
The West coast king is on his again
They in panic like
How do we get rid of him
The answer is you cain't
And even if you could
You ain't
Yo