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    Dislocated Styles

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    featuring Slick Rick Snoop Doggy Dogg

    I falls off into a party in the N.Y.C.
    Niggaz lookin at me strange but they lovin my chain
    Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
    I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie

    But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
    the one who expose cornball rappers with the quickness
    Uhh who bum from and who balls you hung from
    Wouldn't give a fuck what part of the country you come from

    I'm Snoop Dogg, I'm smooth and imperial
    I wake up every morning to my Lucky Charms cereal
    Times get drastic, yeah I'm a classic
    Dogg Pound Gangsta chokin off that Boombastic

    Now put my verse on the first one-beat the herds come
    So be careful cause my rap will make you eat your words son
    (Word to God) Scratch I? Who the hardest to match (I)
    Bright rewrite your still Garbage to Patch

    Haven't you heard? I'm loose, shook the Feds like The Juice
    Snoop Dogg is a hundred-and-twenty-first proof
    Fool usea deuce-deuce of some Genuine, Draft
    I'm genuine, like Vinny's whinin all about cash
    Cash, cash, so indeed I got the weed
    and keep the lighter for the hash, has it,
    ever been a time when you didn't have a dime
    and the only way to get it was to go and do a crime?

    Many underclothes hangin on the hoes
    Since (Snoop, Slick Rick) crushed anyone opposed
    Lot of ladies - pop Cristal, toast to all those
    like (Kid Capri) helpin to Unify both coasts

    Many underclothes hangin on the hoes
    Since (Snoop, Slick Rick) crushed anyone opposed
    Lot of ladies - pop Cristal, toast to all those
    like (Kid Capri) helpin to Unify both coasts

    I'm shredding your temple, none, 'head of the emperor
    Washed up, gang member? Better remember
    I wipe my feet upon a rapper like a doormat
    I hit em -- where they sit around actin hardcore at
    Thank God for the guardians - in light of this
    Rappers always beg for me to show them who The Mighty is
    Gats gonna limp, snaps on a kid
    that always want to start rappin (boy they're not gonna win)
    And want to dash at lethal or evil
    Could a King bring style and class to black people?
    Stick a whole log in and he buggin
    cause I - represent self, with my man Snoop Dogg and them
    I drop a pile of semen on em
    Even in a Yugo I could take they woman from em
    I make the hardest chew the kewl of this
    Kid Capri, know the part of peasant, who The Ruler is?

    Many underclothes hangin on the hoes
    Since (Snoop, Slick Rick) crushed anyone opposed
    Lot of ladies - pop Cristal, toast to all those
    like (Kid Capri) helpin to Unify both coasts

    I'm twenty-six.. still in the mix
    My hair gettin longer, my game gettin stronger
    A nigga been on one, I thank God
    Cause life in the city of stars is gettin hard
    And it's odd, for a G to get a job
    so I'd rather steal and rob, and mob with my squad
    My homie used to bang, now we follow Farrakhan
    Used to read The Source
    Now all he read is the Holy Qu'ran
    Time brings change and change brings time
    Listen to me hit you with this gangbang rhyme
    Nigga, whattup, who up, YOU up!
    Doggy Dogg is on the mic
    I'm here to fuck it izzzup
    I give it to y'all, like you really got to have it
    Dogg Pound Gangstaz, boy this shit is gettin tragic
    But I'ma make me a grip and dip quick
    And fuck with my nigga Kid Capri on this G shit
    Dial tail and bail with my nigga Slick Rick-why
    And all you niggaz talkin bullshit can just miss me
    Can't twist me, you fuckin paper haters
    I'm dippin in my nine-eight gold Navigator
    I'm dippin like a lo-lo
    Bouncin, smokin ounces, fo' sho' doe

    Many underclothes hangin on the hoes
    Since (Snoop, Slick Rick) crushed anyone opposed
    Lot of ladies - pop Cristal, toast to all those
    like (Kid Capri) helpin to Unify both coasts
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Jason M. Dubree, Charles J. Epperly, Greg D. Forney, Joseph B. III Heinl, Brandon L. Lawson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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