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snoop dogg - don't let go lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m the coldest of the coldest, the dopest of the dopest
the smoothest of the smoothest and the locest of the locest
the whole world on point for this new joint that i just put together
so kindly, and you can find me on the coast with the most, layin’ high post
playin’ it close with a bunch of thug n-ggas, drug dealers
project fools, c-murder p-ss them tools
sh-t i’m ’bout to make these motherf-ckers get up
i draw the line between yours and mines and make sure you don’t get lit up
hit up the motherf-ckin’ set when i dip
(where you from?)
dogg pound motherf-ckin’ gangsta crip
split wigs for a livin’, everyday’s thanksgiving
motherf-ck y’all rides, we slides, n-gga we dippin’
the tank’s driven by the colonel mr. master p
lil’ silkky, mystikal, c, and me and fiend
n-gga don’t be trippin’, cause we got my lil’ homie in the cut
that’s soulja slim n-gga, he known for dippin’, what’s up?
(don’t let go)
we love to bang bang
and the rap game is just like the dope game
the minute you forget it – forget it, you bit it
but them n-ggas know when you ain’t with it
that’s when they get ignant’
(don’t let go)

[chorus]
life will twist ya like a twista, get twisted with this
it seems it’s on, but it’s off, i keep missin’ and sh-t
i’m high but i try to stay focused, wide eyed
lookin’ dead at the chips, i blink, they dip
(don’t let go)
life will twist ya like a twista, get twisted with this
it seems it’s on, but it’s off, i keep missin’ and sh-t
i’m high but i try to stay focused, wide eyed
lookin’ dead at the chips, i blink, they dip, it’s hard to hang on
(don’t let go)…
(don’t let go)…

[verse 2]
check this out man –
i’m the hardest of the hardest, the realest of the realest
see but i don’t f-ck with nothin’ but g’s, ballers, and k!llers
so pardon my expression g
if yo’ b-tch is seen with one of my n-ggas in the cl!ck
you best believe she done ate a gangsta d-ck
and you can’t fault one of my n-ggas for that
sh-t, we just a bunch of thug n-ggas, ex-drug dealers
the kind of gangsta -ss n-ggas that your b-tch love n-ggas
but don’t do that to yourself cause i’ma tell ya
i love to plug n-ggas with the slug n-ggas
now if yo’ b-tch way out of line
and you think about steppin’ to doggy dogg, you better take your time
cause you out on a limb f-ckin’ with slim
and you don’t even know that, cause ain’t n0body told him that
i need to just show him that
cause i’m a pistol packin’, car jackin’, hoe smackin’ mc
i don’t know why all y’all b-tches is f-ckin’ with me
f-ck all my enemies, i’m chasin cheese with g’s
servin’ tapes and cd’s by the three’s and ki’s
n-gga, biggie was large, and 2pac was too real
they had homies with heat on the street and they still got k!lled
now how the f-ck did that happen?, i thought them n-ggas was rappin’
but in this real world, sh-t, murder keep thangs crackin’
homicides, drive-by’s, and kidnappin’
sh-t, when you head up out the door, n-gga don’t forget your fo’-fo’
never leave home without it, sh-t, why dogg?
cause n-ggas everywhere gettin’ rowdy and bout it, and don’t doubt it
real violence aside, just don’t forget it
cause like i said, when you ain’t with it, them n-ggas get ignant’

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