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    Bad Azz / Lyrics

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    "Dogghouse Ridaz" Lyrics

    Bad Azz feat. Snoop Dogg, Kokane and Suga Free

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    [Kokane]
    I read them Dogghouse niggaz is Rip ridin'

    (YEA!)
    [Bad Azz]
    I'm so proper - I came up like a liqour store robber
    I'm so L.A., like the Dodgers or the Lakers
    Man I put money on players
    On the corner, with the Mayor of Pomona
    So break down, bitch, in a serious fashion
    If the pimpin' don't kill you than I'm forced to blast ya
    It's a paper thang, it ain't about the pussy and dick
    It's the difference between you walkin' and you pushin' a whip
    See it's a major type of paper, caper, motivator, playa, neighbor
    Haters hate us, I don't give a fuck if you don't play this later
    I'm to the strip, I gotta check my money makers

    [Snoop Dogg]
    Do it to 'em now and save some for later

    [Chorus]
    Dogghouse niggaz, we ridaz
    We always got a car load of bitches beside us
    You punk motherfuckers want to try and divide us
    The homies on deck with the heaters behind us
    Wide up, so bonafied up
    This ain't that same ol' shit you get tired of
    The heat for the street from the best suppliers
    (West and Eastside up, Eastsidaz)

    [Suga Free]
    You might not ever get rich...
    So you might as well go ahead and bust you a bitch...
    Nigga, now if I hang around nine squares (I would be the dif')
    And if I hang around nine fools feelin' loose (I would be the dif')
    But if I hang around nine projects a mile (I would be the dif')
    And if I hang around nine rich business men (I would be the dif')

    Now if I had wings - I'd fly
    And if if was a fifth - I'll be alright
    It ain't so sippin' in my pimpin'
    (They don't know)
    We got them regulars trickin'
    (We got it crackin' on the stroll)
    And I know sometime when I pee I forget to lift the seat
    But she don't cook, clean, cash every night, and her hair's always neat
    Nah nah, get gone
    Don't forget to remind me to whoop your motherfuckin' ass as soon as we get home

    [Chorus]
    Dogghouse niggaz, we ridaz
    We always got a car load of bitches beside us
    You punk motherfuckers want to try and divide us
    The homies on deck with the heaters behind us
    Wide up, so bonafied up
    This ain't that same ol' shit you get tired of
    The heat for the street from the best suppliers
    (West and Eastside up, Eastsidaz)

    [Goldie Loc]
    Now this is dedicated to hoo-bangin', slangin'
    Catch heat from this motherfuckin' dirty rap game
    I won't tell you nothin', that you might have been told
    I won't sell you nothin', that you might have had bought
    Just fuck wit cha nigga cause I stay low gold
    Quick to blast moms and pops and the dog To-to
    You don't know me nigga, so keep my name out your grill
    If I see you on the streets I'm just gon' keep it way real
    They know again, keepin' that shit gangsta cuhz
    I got my head on straight, with my brain on buzz
    Trust a slug, when it slip the AK's flip
    Squeezin' on the trigger yellin' Rollin' 20 Crip
    Walkin' through the shadow of death, I see my shadow on my left
    Grip tight with the heat on my right
    Will I make it through these fucked up situations?
    I'm headed to Dogghouse, so D's paper chasin' (motherfucker)

    [Chorus]
    Dogghouse niggaz, we ridaz
    We always got a car load of bitches beside us
    You punk motherfuckers want to try and divide us
    The homies on deck with the heaters behind us
    Wide up, so bonafied up
    This ain't that same ol' shit you get tired of
    The heat for the street from the best suppliers
    (West and Eastside up, Eastsidaz)

    [Outro: Snoop Dogg]
    Yeah, Bad Azz
    'nuff said, ha ha
    Smoke some nigga
    Yeah yeah, Dogghouse
    Beotch!
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Roba Music, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Calvin Broadus, David Drew, Keiwan Dashawn Spillman, Jamarr Antonio Stamps, Dajuan Walker.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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