2008-04-05
■ doggystyle - snoop doggy dog 

- アーティスト: Snoop Doggy Dogg
- 出版社/メーカー: Death Row Koch
- 発売日: 2001/05/22
- メディア: CD
- 購入: 3人 クリック: 33回
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bathtub [Snoop and some girl are in a bathtub] Uhh that felt good Does it baby? Yeah rub my back for me Where do you want me to rub it baby? Right here OK Ohh Turn around Aight check it out though Why don't you put me on some music? What you wanna hear baby? Put me on some of that old gangsta shit Aight ☆ding dong☆ ☆needle scratching☆ Damn! the fuck is that everytime i'm chillin someone ringing my motherfuckin doorbell You want me to get that for you? Yeah, handle that shit for me Aight, i'll be right back What the fuck? [diffrent voices say thigs to snoop] Hey Snoop! Yo, what's up Snoop Dogg?! Hey, hey, hey Snoop, what's goin on? What's up G-Dogg? Ohh nuttin, tryin to live between this guy I met tonight to have some dirt no way man Right right That nigga fucked about right about now Dogg I'm about ready to get up out this damn I'm ready to get his shit up man With motherfuckin law after me Punk ass bitches, sucka ass niggaz I can't take this shit no more dogg What?! Man you wanna get out the game, come on man You can, smoke a pound of bud everyday You got a big screen TV, man, you wanna give all this up? You got the dopest shit out on the streets Nigga, is you crazy? That's the American Dream nigga Well ain't it? Fool, you better come on in Wait wait wait wait hold up Snoop Hey nigga, I put five dollars on the weed You better quit fuckin with me [Dre] It's time to get busy in this motherfucker... Like we always do about this time G Funk Intro featuring Rage Intro: Yeah.... This is another story about dogs For the dog that don't pee on trees is a bitch So says Snoop Dogg get your pooper scooper Cuz the nigga's talkin shit Aroof! ☆echoes☆ Verse One: Rage I'm sippin on Tanqueray with my my mind on my money and my mouth in the ganjahy R A G to the motherfuckin E Back with my nigga S N double O P [Dre] Yeah and ya don't stop Rage in effect I just begun to rock [Dre] I said yeah, and you don't quit [Snoop] Hey yo Rage would you please drop some gangsta shit I rock ruff and stuff with my Afro Puffs Handcuffed as I bust bout to tear shit up Oh what did ya think I, could never think I Would be the one to make you blink out, I catch you like Inca Never will there ever be another like me Um you can play the left, cuz it ain't no right in me Out the picture out the frame out the box I knock em all Smack em out the park, like A Friendly Game of Baseball Grand, slam, yes I am Kickin up dust and I don't give a god DAMN Cuz I'm that lyrical murderer Pleading guilty, you know for my skills I'm about to be Filthy large, Rage in charge You know what's happenin don't try to play large this ain't no Rerun, see hun, don't ya wanna be one A cover, word to wreck ya, cause I never get my vocals I'm loco, close to Constatanople, uhhh! I'll make 'em go coo-coo for my Cocoa puffin stuff, aiyyo Snoop, you're up Let these niggaz know that niggaz don't give a fuck! Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg This is just a small introduction to the G Funk Era Everyday of my life I take a glimpse in the mirror And I see motherfuckers tryin to be like me Every since I put it down with the D-R-E Outro: Foamin at the mouth and waggin his tail Searchin through the yards with a keen sense of smell Lookin for the business in heat And when he find it he'll be sniffin her seat We travel in packs and we do it from the back How else can you get to the booty? We do it Doggystyle, all the while we do it Doggystyle Yo motherfuckin hoes!!! He fucked the fleas off a bitch He shaked the ticks off his dick And in the booty, he buries his motherfuckin bone And if there's any left over He'll roll over and take a doggy bag home Damn, that Tanqueray is talkin to a nigga I ain't bullshittin, one of y'all niggaz gotta get it Man I got ta piss Breath test? Gin & Juice Intro: dre ☆man pissing☆ Heah hah hah! Im serious nigga one of yall niggaz got this ass motherfuckin up Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some bubblegum in this motherfucker Steady long, steady long nigga Verse one: snoop With so much drama in the l-b-c Its kinda hard bein snoop d-o-double-g But i, somehow, some way Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day May i, kick a little something for the gs (yeah) And, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through Two in the mornin and the partys still jumpin Cause my momma aint home I got bitches in the living room gettin it on And, they aint leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin) So what you wanna do, sheeeit I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too So turn off the lights and close the doors But (but what) we dont love them hoes, yeah! So we gonna smoke a ounce to this Gs up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this Chorus: repeat 2x Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind] Verse two: Now, that, I got me some seagrams gin Everybody got they cups, but they aint chipped in Now this types of shit, happens all the time You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine Everything is fine when you listenin to the d-o-g I got the cultivating music that be captivating he Who listens, to the words that I speak As I take me a drink to the middle of the street And get to mackin to this bitch named sadie (sadie? ) She used to be the homeboys lady (oh, that bitch) Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please Raise up off these n-u-ts, cause you gets none of these At ease, as I mob with the dogg pound, feel the breeze Beeeitch, Im just Chorus Verse three: Later on that day My homey dr. dre came through with a gang of tanqueray And a fat ass j, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke Shit, this aint no joke I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down Tanqueray and chronic, yeah Im fucked up now But it aint no stoppin, Im still poppin Dre got some bitches from the city of compton To serve me, not with a cherry on top Cause when I bust my nut, Im raisin up off the cot Dont get upset girl, thats just how it goes I dont love you hoes, Im out the do And Ill be Chorus Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!) Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind] Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!) Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind] Tha Shiznit ☆radio static☆ That was the Dogg Pound here right on W Balls 187.4 on your FM dial You're tuned in to the biggest balls of them all DJ Suk T Nutts Aiy don't forget about my homeboy Eazy Dick in the jackoff hour That's happening at twelve o'clock tonight Right now we got some Snoop Doggy Dogg for that ass This one is called Tha Shiznit You're about to go downtown bitch Right here on the station that plays only platinum hits That's 187.4 on your FM dial If you're lickin that's, W-Balls ☆static☆ Everybody's got to hear the shit, on W-Balls, W-Balls, W-Balls Verse One: Poppin stoppin hoppin like a rabbit When I take the nina Ross ya know I gota ta have it I lay back in the cut retain myself Think about the shit and I'm thinkin wealth How can I makes my grip And how should I make that nigga straight slip Set trip gotta get him for his grip as i dip around the corner now i'm on a nother mission wishin upon a star Snoop Doggy Dogg with the caviar In the back of the limo no demo, this is the real Breakin niggaz down like Evander Holyfield, chill to the next Episode I make money, and I really don't love hoes Tell ya the truth, I swoop in the Coupe I used to sell loot, I used to shoot hoops But now I, make, hits, every single day With, that nigga, the diggy Dr. Dre So lay back in the cut, motherfucker 'fore you get shot It's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop Verse Two: Boy it's gettin hot, yes indeed it is Snoop Dogg on the mic i'm about as crazy as Biz Markie, spark the, chronic bud real quick And let me get into some fly gangsta shit Yeah, I lay back, stay back in the cut Niggaz try to play the D-O-G like a mutt I got a little message, don't try to see Snoop I'm fin to fuck a bitch, what's her name it's Luke You tried to see me, on the TV, youse a B.G. D-O-double-G, yes I'ma O.G. You can't see my homey Dr. Dre So what the fuck a nigga like you gotta say Gotta take a trip to the MIA And serve your ass with a motherfuckin AK You, can't, see, the D-O-double-G, cuz that be me i'm servin um, swervin in the Coupe The Lexus, flexes, from Long Beach to Texas Sexist, hoes, they wanna get witht his Cuz Snoop Dogg is the shit, beeeitch! Verse Three: Ahhhh, I'm somewhat brain boggled So I look to the microphone and slowly start to wobble Grab it, have it, stick it to the plug It's Snoop, Doggy, I got a got a fat dub Sack of the chronic in my back pocket loc Need myself a lighter so I can't take a smoke I toke everyday, I loc everyday With the P-O-U-N-D and my nigga Dr. Dre Lay back in the cut, like I told your ass Gimme the microphone and let me hit you with a blast I got a little cousin by the name of Daz And bitches who fuck him, gimme the ass Cuz they know about the shit that we be goin through And they know about the shit that I be puttin up And they be knowin bout the shit I do when I'm on the mic Cause Snoop Dogg is Trump tight like a virgin, the surgeon Is Dr. Drizzay, so lizzay, and plizzay With D-O-double-Gizzay the fly human being seein No I'm not European bein all I can When I put the motherfuckin mic in my hand, and You don't understand when i'm kickin Cuz Snoop is on the mic and I gets wicked, follow me Listen to me, cuz I do you like you wanna be done Snoop Doggy Dogg on this three two one, umm Dum, diddy-dum here I come With the gat and the guitar was strung, I'm not that lunatic nigga who you thought I was When I caught you slippin, I'm gon catch you then I peel your cap Snapped back, relax Ya better not be slippin with them deez on the '83 Cadillac So we gonna smoke a ounce to this G's up hoes down while you motherfuckers bounce to this Lodi Dodi Domino motherfucker what's happenin? Ahh nigga eat a dick nigga don't break my momma's nice ass table nigga Yeah fuck that fuck what they talkin bout nigga Rack them motherfuckin dominoes up nigga Fuck that nigga just look look out for the table nigga Fuck that Aiyyo where's Snoop Dogg? I don't know them niggaz went upstairs with that big booty bitch man Ahh no he ain't bustin no nuts on my momma's spread That nigga up there gettin his socks blown the fuck off Gettin his ass chewed out Better ask somebody Balls licked up and down Hell yeah Aiyyo whassup with them niggaz that was on the TV dissin you? Man fuck them niggaz, man I ain't thinkin about that old shit, man Busta ass, HIV pussy-ass motherfuckers Yo yo yo Daz, easy come, easy ☆blam☆ Yeah gotta say what's up to my nigga Slick Rick For those who don't like it eat a dick But for those who with me sing that shit As it go a little something like this La Di Da Di we likes to party We don't cause trouble we don't bother nobody We're just some niggaz who're on the mic And when we rock up on the mic we rock the mic [right] For all my Doggs keepin y'all in health Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself Cuz it's cool when ya cause a cozy conditionin Which we create, cuz that's our mission So listen close, to what we say Because this types of shit happens every-day I woke up around 10 o'clock in the mornin I gave myself a strech up, a mornin yawn and went to the bathroom to wash up I threw some soap on my face and put my hands up on a cup and said um "Mirror mirror, on, the wall Who is the top Dogg of them all?" There was a rubble dubble, five minutes it lasted The mirror said, "You are you conceited bastard" Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef So I slipped off my khakis and my gold leaf Used Oil of Olay, cuz my skin gets pale And then I got the file, for my fingernails I'm true to the style on my behalf I put some bubbles in the tub so I can take a bubble bath Clean, dry, was my body and hair I threw on my brand new Doggy underwear for all the bitches I might take home I got the Johnson baby powder and Cool Water cologne Now I'm fresh, dressed, like a million bucks Threw on my white sox, with my all blue chucks Stepped out the house, stopped short, oh no I went back in, I forgot my indo Then I dilly [dally] I ran through an [alley] I bumped into this smoker named [Sally] from the [Valley] This was a girl playin hard to get So I said "What's wrong?" cuz she looked upset She said um It's all because of you, i'm feelin said and blue You went away, now my life is filled with rainy days I love you so, how much you'll never know Cause you took your dope away from me A-huh, a-huh, ahuh Damn, now what was I to do She's cryin over me and she was feelin blue I said, "Um, don't cry, dry your eye And here comes your mother with those two little guys" Her mean mother steps then says to me "Hi!!" Decked Sally in the face and punched her in the eye Punched her in the belly and stepped on her feet Slammed the child on the hard concrete The bitch was strong, the kids was gone Somethin was wrong I said, "What was goin on?" I tried to break up, I said, "Stop it, just leave her!" She said, "If I can't smoke none, she can't either!" She grabbed my closely by my socks So I broke the hell out, and I grabbed my sack of rocks But um, they gave chase, they caught up quick They started cryin on my shoes and grabbin my dick and sayin.... Why don't you give me a play So we can brake it down the Long Beach way And if you give me that okay I'll give you all my love today Doggy, Doggy, Doggy, can't you see Somehow your words just hypnotize me And I just love your jazzy ways Doggy Dogg, your love is here to stay And on and on and on she kept goin The bitch been around before my mother's born! I said, "Cheer up!" so I gave her a hit I said, "You can't have me, I'm too young for you bitch!" She said, "No you're not," then she starts cryin I says I'm nineteen, she says, "Stop lyin!" I says, "I am, go ask my mother And with your wrinkled pussy, I can't be your lover" Yeah, uhh, tic toc you don't stop And to the, ah tic toc and you don't quit Yeah, tic toc and ya don't stop, and to the ah tic toc and ya don't quit, beeeotch! murder was the case Intro: (Mista Grimm's "Indo Smoke" plays in the background) Ay ay Jaycee Sup Aron? Ain't that Snoop Dogg over there? That that nigga with that blue coat on? Yeah Yeah oh yeah that's that nigga Nigga roll up on the side of him man Roll your window down Man hand me my motherfuckin Glock man gimme another clip Cuz I'm gonna smoke this fool Yeah roll the windows down Yeah, OK there you go Ay man, you Snoop Dogg? Snoop? Huh? Snoop Doggy Dogg? Man he's Snoop Dogg Man fuck that nigga!! ☆gun shots☆ Nigga man! Get that nigga man! Man get up fool man, get up man, don't be tryin to run man Get up on that fool man, I don't give a fuck What set you got now? Fuck you nigga! Yeah nigga, whassup? Nigga? Yeah motherfucker Yeah nigga, one less nigga Yeah nigga, youse a dead motherfucker now Verse One: As I look up at the sky My mind starts trippin, a tear drops my eye My body temperature falls I'm shakin and they breakin tryin to save the Dogg Pumpin on my chest and I'm screamin I stop breathin, damn I see deamons Dear God, I wonder can ya save me I can't die Boo-Boo's bout to have my baby I think it's too late for prayin, hold up A voice spoke to me and it slowly started sayin "Bring your lifestyle to me I'll make it better" How long will I live? "Eternal life and forever" And will I be, the G that I was? "I'll make your life better than you can imagine or even dreamed of So relax your soul, let me take control Close your eyes my son" My eyes are closed Chorus: Murder... murder was the case that they gave me Murder... murder was the case that they gave me Verse Two: I'm fresh up out my coma I got my momma and my daddy and my homies in my corner It's gonna take a miracle they say For me to walk again and talk again but anyway I get, fronted some keys, to get, back on my feet And everything that nigga said, came to reality Livin like a baller loc Havin money, and blowin hella chronic smoke I bought my momma a Benz, and bought my Boo-Boo a Jag And now I'm rollin in a nine-trizzay El Do-Rad "Just remember who changed your mind Cuz when you start set-trippin, that ass mine" Indeed, agreed proceed to smoke weed Never have a want, never have a need They say I'm greedy but I still want mo' Cuz my eyes wanna journey some more, really doe (check it out) Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the lord, my soul to keep If I should die, before I wake I pray the lord, my soul to take No more indo, gin and juice I'm on my way to Chino, rollin on the grey goose Shackled from head to toe 25 with an izzl, with nowhere to gizzo, I know them niggaz from the other side recognize my face Cuz it's the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C Mad doggin niggaz cuz I don't care Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair Niggaz stare as I enter the center They send me to a leval 3 yard, that's where I stay Late night I hear toothbrushes scrapin on the floor Niggaz gettin they shanks, just in case the war, pops off Cuz you can't tell what's next My little homey Baby Boo took a pencil in his neck And he probably won't make it, to see twenty-two I put that on my momma, I'ma ride for you Baby Boo Chorus 2X ☆flatline noise☆ serial killa Six million ways to die, choose one Verse one: kurupt, daz Its time to escape, but I dont know where the fuck Im headed Up or down, right or left, life or death I see myself in a mist of smoke Death becomes any nigga that takes me for a joke We hit a five dollar stick, now we puttin in work Unaccountable amounts of dirt, death becomes all niggaz Anybody killa, you know what the deal is Nigga, you know what the real is I see some mark brand niggaz on the corner flaggin me down Sayin, yo daz, whats up with the pound? Is that nigga snoop alright? aiyyo whats up with the crew? Is them niggaz in jail, or are them niggaz through? I said, if you aint up on thangs Snoop dogg is the name, dogg pounds the game Its like this they dont understand Its an everyday thang, to gangbang Make that twist, dont be a bitch, let these niggaz know Whats up with you I represent the pound and death row And cant no other motherfucker in l.a. or long beach And compton, and watts, see d-o-gs Now, you cant come and you cant run, and you cant See long to the g of the gang One gun is all that we need, to put you to rest Pump pump, put 2 slugs dead in your chest Now you dead then a motherfucker, creepin and sleepin 6 feet deep in, fuckin with the pound is [rbx] suicide, its a suicide (4x) Verse two: snoop doggy dogg The cloud becomes black, and the sky becomes blue Now you in the midst of the dogg pound crew Aint no clue, on why the fuck we do what we do Leave you in a state of paranoia, oooh Dont make a move for your gat so soon cuz I drops bombs like platoon (ay nigga) Walk with me, hold my hand and let me lead you Ill take you on a journey, and I promise I wont leave you (I wont leave you) until you get the full comprehension And when you do, thats when the mission Or survival, becomes your every thought Keep your eyes open, cuz you dont wanna be caught Half steppin with your weapon on safety Now break yourself motherfucker fore you make me Take this 211 to another level I come up with your ends, you go down with the devil Now roam through the depths of hell Where the rest your buster ass homeboys dwell Well... [rbx] suicide, its a suicide (4x) Now tell me, whats my motherfuckin name Serial killa, serial killa, serial killa (wake up in the morning, to lucky charms cereal) Verse three: rbx Deep, deep like the mind of minolta, now picture this! Lets picnic inside a morgue Not pic-a-nic baskets, pic-a-nic caskets And I got the machine, that cracks your fuckin chest plates Open and release them guts Then I release def cuts Brutal, jagged edged, totally ruffneck Now everybody scream nuff respect to the x Nuff respect given Disrespect and you will not be livin Word to momma, emma, drama, dilemma [rbx] suicide, its a suicide (4x) Now tell me, whats my motherfuckin name Serial killa, serial killa, serial killa (wake up in the morning, to lucky charms cereal) Who Am I (What's My Name)? Intro: EeeyiyiyiyiyahtheDoggPound'sinthehou owwse (the bomb) EeeyiyiyiyiyeahtheDoggPound'sinthehou oww owse Snoop Doggy Do owww ohhhh oggg (the bomb) Snoop Doggy Do owww ohhhh oggg (Dog) Verse One: From the depths of the sea back to the block Snoop Doggy Dogg funky as the the The D.O.C Went solo on that ass but it's still the same Long Beach is the spot where I served my cane Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me, but don't lose your grip Nine-trizzay's the yizzear for me to fuck up shit So I ain't holdin nuttin back And motherfucker I got five on the twenty sack It's like that and as a matter of fact [rat-tat-tat-tat] Cuz I never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Yeah, so peep out the manuscript You see that it's a must we drop gangsta shit] What's my motherfuckin name? Chorus: Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (yeah yeah yeah) Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb) Da-duh-da-da-dah Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh! (Dog) Verse Two: It's the bow to the wow, creepin and crawlin Yiggy yes y'allin, Snoop Doggy Dogg in the motherfuckin house like everyday Droppin shit with my nigga Mr Dr. Dre Like I said, niggaz can't FUCK with this And niggaz can't FUCK with that shit that I drop cuz ya know it don't stop Mr. One Eight Seven on a motherfuckin cop Tic toc never the glock just some nuts and a cock Robbin motherfuckers then I kill dem blood claats Then I step through the fog and I creep through the smog Cuz I'm Snoop Doggy (who?) Doggy (what?) Doggy [Dogg] Chorus: Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb) Bowwowwowyippyyoyippyyay, bowwowwowyippyyo (the bomb) Bowwowwowyippyyoyippyyay, bowwowwowyippyyoyoyoyoyoyo Verse Three: Now just throw your hands in the motherfuckin air And wave the motherfuckers like ya just don't care Yeah roll up the dank, and pour the drank And watch your step (why?) cuz Doggy's on the gank My bank roll's on swoll My shit's on hit, legit, now I'm on parole, stroll with the Dogg Pound right behind me and up in yo bitch, is where ya might find me Layin that, playin that G Thang She want the nigga with the biggest nuts, and guess what? He is I, and I am him, slim with the tilted brim What's my motherfuckin name? Chorus: Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb) Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb) Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (Dog) Da-duh-da-da-dah Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh! (the bomb) Da-duh-da-da-dah Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh! (Dog) (the bomb) Bowwowwowyippyyoyippyyay, bowwowwowyippyyo (the bomb) Doggy Dogg, Doggy Dogg, Doggy Dogg Bowwowwowyippyyoyippyyay, bowwowwowyippyyo (the bomb) What is, his name? Snoop Dogg, and the Dogg Pound (Dog) (the bomb) Ohhh, Snoopy Dogg, Snoopy Dogg, Snoopy Dogg (the bomb) Yeah yeah (Dog) I know his name C'mon Snoopy, c'mon Snoopy (the bomb) And the Dogg Pound Snoopy Dogg (the bomb) Snoopy Dogg Snoopy Dogg (Dog) (Dog, nasty dog, doggy dog) For All My Niggaz & Bitches featuring Kurupt Daz Rage Verse One: Kurupt Well it's that slow flow D O double G nigga See these other fools but you can't see me nigga Who am I? [It's Kurupt motherfucker] Do or die [We gives a fuck motherfucker] So slow your roll I'm In Control like Janet The loc est twenty one year old nigga that's on this planet Take it for granted if ya wanna cuz I'm gonna grab my strap then clear the corner, beeotch!! Chorus: repeat 2X So all my bitches and my niggaz and my niggaz and my bitches Wave your motherfuckin hands in the air And if you don't give a shit Like we don't give a shit Wave your motherfuckin fingers in the air Verse Two: Daz, Kurupt Now on a one, two, three who could it be Comin with a group of gangsta shit for ninety-three So ninety-four's arrived nigga, back on up And let me and my Dogg Kurupt fuck shit up Now can't nobody see me here or there wherever I bails, I put it down on the ground Cuz ain't shit for sale in the Coupe with the beat flossin off gold D's And my cousin Snoop packs well, you know what I mean And it don't take much, for the Dogg Pound to bust a cap in your ass, for gettin us all fucked up Now check it, it's a callin for niggaz like Doggs who supposed to be the shit, but steadily bitchin like hogs (Yes y'all) Walk the Doggs (yes y'all) Yiggy y'all Stay full of that gin and juice and have a ball I packs a strap, like that, I kicks it like this Now how many bitches must get dick? Before they say, that Daz is that nigga from back in the day Ya never ever thought I'd see him bustin with Dr. Dre Cuz I grips mics, I rips mics in half Hoes be comin to my flat so I can tap that ass Chorus Verse Three: Kurupt You're headed my way, nigga you best to hit a U-turn quick So what's happenin? I'm cappin shit up like a Western flick The kinpin of the clique, top notch 17 shot Glock cocked, so all nigga drop The run of the mill fool get broke off for tryin to serve the best Kurupt's era, peep the terror, cuz it's a murder fest I smoke chronic everyday, so what have we Another motherfucker, gettin served like some cavy Now who, drops (ruff rhymes) I got full Juice like 2Pac (plus I'm) rollin with two Glocks Fly motherfuckers can't see Kurupt Hellraisin like Pinhead, beware I'm tearin shit the fuck up Slow your roll, like your legs was broken Who's jokin? Rakim never joked, so why should I loc? Now that's my idol, check the vital rhyme flow doe Runnin em like Flo Jo, stranded on Death Row Mediocre motherfuckers die cuz I'm servin it They can't fuck with or see me I'm mass murderin [Smokin indo, look out my window I suppose] Yeah [Niggaz don't understand how we kicks diffrent flows] (I'm raw like new footage) I'm rugged like a BF Goodrich (Bring your whole set and get your hood lynched) [Drop to your knees like a dog in heat] Peep the murderous styles and the poetical techiques Chorus Verse Four: Rage Check it out, it's Rage, ready for the breakdown Take down, when it comes to the mic I'm puttin my weight down And that's 175 pounds of beed beatin yo' ass down to the concrete Fool, act like ya know I'm stranded on Death Row with no where to go, so What's a girl to do Take out a crew, or two, a few, what you wanna do? [Snoop] Throw your guns in the motherfuckin air, we don't care [Dogg Pound] Niggaz don't give a fuck nigga [Snoop] About nuthin at all, just my Doggs and clockin the grip bitch [Dogg Pound] Niggaz don't give a fuck nigga [Snoop] That's why I can kick it so tuff, cuz when times get ruff, my [Dogg Pound] Niggaz don't give a fuck nigga [Snoop] The clique i'm with, don't give a sheeit, ya know why? [Dogg Pound] Real niggaz don't give a fuck Chorus Ain't No Fun Intro: You're back now at the jack-off hour this is dj, eazy dick On w-balls, right now, somethin new, by snoop doggy dogg And this one goes out to the ladies, from all the guys A big bow wow wow, cuz we gonna make it a little mystery Here tonight, this is dj eazy dick, on the station that Slaps you across your fat ass, with a fat dick Verse one: nate dogg When i met you last night baby Before you opened up your gap I had respect for ya lady But now i take it all back Cause you gave me all your pussy And ya even licked my balls Leave your number on the cabinet And i promise baby, i'll give ya a call Next time i'm feelin kinda horny You can come on over, and i'll break you off And if you can't fuck, that day, baby Just lay back, and open your mouth Cause i have never Met a girl That i love In the whole wide world Verse two: kurupt Well, if kurupt gave a fuck about a bitch i'd always be broke I'd never have no motherfuckin indo to smoke I gets loced and looney, bitch you can't do me Do we like bbd, you hoochie groupie? I have no love for hoes That's somethin i learned in the pound So how the fuck am i supposed To pay this hoe, just to lay this hoe I know the pussy's mines, i'ma fuck a couple more times And then i'm through with it, there's nothing else to do with it Pass it to the homie, now you hit it Cause she ain't nuthin but a bitch to me And y'all know, that bitches ain't shit to me I gives a fuck, why don't y'all pay attention Approach it with a different proposition, i'm kurupt Hoe you'll never be my only one, trick ass beeeitch! Chorus: (repeat 4x) It ain't no fun, if the homies can't have none Verse three: snoop doggy dogg Guess who back in the motherfuckin house With a fat dick for your motherfuckin mouth Hoes recognize, niggaz do too Cuz when bitches get skanless and pull a voodoo What you gon do? you really don't know So i'd advise you not to trust that hoe Silly of me to fall in love with a bitch Knowin damn well, i'm too caught up with my grip Now as the sun rotates and my game grows bigger How many bitches wanna fuck this nigga named snoop Doggy, i'm all the above I'm too swift on my toes to get caught up with you hoes But see, it ain't no fun, if my homies can't get a taste of it Cause you know i don't love em Verse four: warren g Whoa! Hey, now ya know, inhale, exhale with my flow One for the money, two for the btiches Three to get ready, and four to hit the switches In my chevy, six-fo' rad to be exact With bitches on my side, and bitches on back So back up bitch cuz i'm strugglin, so get Off your knees and then start jugglin These motherfuckin nuts in your mouth It's me, warren g the nigga with the clout Whoo! Chorus doggy dogg world Intro: Wed like to welcome yall to the fabulous carolina west I own this motherfucker and my name is taa-dow Yall niggaz know who I am yall niggaz tearin up shit But we got somethin old, and somethin new for yall tongiht Put your hands together for snoop doggy dogg The dogg pound, and the fabulous dramatics Verse one: snoop doggy dogg Its like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go Im hearin motherfuckers tryin to steal my flow But it aint no thang cause see my nigga coolio Put me up on the game when I step through the do Ya know, some of these niggaz is so deceptive Usin my styles like a contraceptive I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya havnt learnt Its the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack So put your gun away, run away, cuz Im back (why? ) Hit em up, get em up, spit em up, now Tell me whats goin on It make me wanna holler, cuz my dollars come in ozones Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes And quit tryin to spit at my motherfuckin hoes Seakin of hoes, Ill get to the point You think you got the bomb cuz I rolled you a joint Youse a flea and Im the big dogg Ill scratch you off my balls with my motherfuckin paws Yalls, niggaz, better recognize And see where Im comin from its still east side till I die Why ask why? as the world keeps spinning to the d-o-double-g-y Chorus: Its a crazy mixed up world, its a doggy dogg world Its a doggy dogg world, its a doggy dogg world The doggs world Verse two: kurupt Well if you give me ten bitches then Ill fuck all ten See my homey snoop doggy sippin juice and gin Dont slip, Im fo to set trip, to get papers Styles vary, packin flavor like life savors Aint that somethin, talk shit and Im dumpin I had your whole fuckin block bumpin Dont sweat, but check the tecnique, Im unique like china Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this nigga behind ya So peek-a-boo, clear the way, Im coming through One-two, three, you cant see me Im a g like that strapped with hit hard tactics A fuckin menace, usin hoes like tennis rackets Its on again, its on and poppin All I see is green, so there aint no stoppin I wanna see some panties droppin Im comin from l.a., she used to chill with dre up in compton (all I ever did was just use that hoe Show her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows) Im dishin out blues, Im upsetting like bad news Cut off khakis, french braids, and house shoes Kurupt, the names often marked for catchin slugs And I smoke weed for the fuck of it Ruff and rugged shit, its unexplanitory how I gets wicked But its manditory that I kick it Check it, Im runnin hoes in 94, now must I prove it Hoes call me sugar ray for the way I be stickin and movin Prepare for a war, its on, Im head huntin Hit the button, and light shit up like red dawn Peep, the massicre from a verbal assassin Murderin with rhymes packin tec-9s for some action You really dont know, do you, you fuckin wit a hog You cant do me, Im goin out looney like o-dog Chorus Verse three: daz Tha dogg pound rocks the party (all night long) Tell when (till the early morn) It dont stop (and uh) it dont quit (for the) The dogg pound clique (to drop the cavvy dogg shit) Diggity daz out of the motherfuckin cut once mo So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow I flip flop and serve hoes with a fat dick Till I die Im still screamin that (bitches aint shit) Now Im the mack daddy, had he, not known about The city where Im from, dum diddy dum As you groove to the gangster shit The d-o-double-g the p-o-u-n-d, the gangsta clique Now as the pound break it down with the gangsta funk I can see and I can tell thats what the fuck you want So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high I promise Ill smoke chronic till the day that I die Chorus Gz And Hustlas Chorus: This is for the Gz and this is for the Hustlas This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz This is for the Gz and this is for the Hustlas This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz Verse One: Freeze at ease now let me drop some more of them keys It's 19 9 tre so let me just play it's Snoop Dogg I'm on the mic I'm back with Dr. Dre But this time I'ma hit yo' ass with a touch To leave motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up So sit back relax new jacks get smacked It's Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm at the top of the stack I don't lack for a second, and I'm still checkin The dopest motherfucker that ya hearin on the record it's me, ya see, S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-G-Y, the D-O-double-G I'm fly as a falcon, soarin through the sky And I'm high till I dizzie, rizzide So check it, I get busy, I make your head dizzy I blow up your mouth like I was Dizzy Gillespie I'm crazy, you can't phase me I'm the S oh yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck with the stress I'm all about the chronic, bionic ya see Every single day, chillin with the D-O-double-G's P-O-U-N-D that's my clique, my crew Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up I thought ya knew, but yet and still Ya wanna get real, now it's time to peel, ya say chill and feel, the motherfuckin realism Snoop Doggy Dogg is on the mic i'm hittin hard as steel nigga Chorus Verse Two: How many hoes in your motherfuckin group Wanna take a ride in my 7-8 Coupe, DeVille Chill, as i take you on a trip where them niggaz ride, and slide, you know about the East Side Niggaz like myself, here to show you where it's at With my hoes on my side, and my strap on my back Papers I stack daily, and Death Row is still the label that pays me but you know how that goes We flow toe for toe, if you ain't on the Row Fuck you and your hoe, really doe, so check it It's Snoop Doggy Dogg on the solo tip Still clockin grip, and really don't give a sheeit about nuttin at all, just my Doggs, steppin through the fog and i'm still gonna fade em all With the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin How many hoes in ninety-four will I be bangin? Every single one, to get the job done As I dip, skip, flip, right back to two one Where the sun be shinin and i be ryhmin It's me, Snoop D-O-double-G, and I'm climbin Chorus Verse Three: I come creepin through the fog with my saggin Dukes East Side, Long Beach, in a 7-8 Coupe DeBille I'm rollin with the G Funk, bumpin in my shit and it don't quit So drop it on the one motherfucker put together that set A nigga with a grip of that gangsta shit With the Eastside hoes on my motherfuckin dick And the Compton niggaz all about to set trip Swing it back, bring it back, just like this And if you with my shit, then blaze up another spliff And keep the motherfuckin blunt in your pocket loc Cuz Doggy Dogg is all about the zig zag smoke See it's a West coast thing, where I'm from And if you want some, get some, bad enough, take some But watch the gun by my side Because it represents me and the motherfuckin East Side So bow down to the bow wow, cause bow wow yippie yo, you can't see my flow My shit is dope, original, now you know And can't no hood fuck with Death Rizzow Chorus
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2007-10-16
■ [食人エントリ]船中の祈り 
その船が豪華客船で無いことは一目瞭然なのだが、壮大な奴隷船というわけでもなさそうだった。天国のように快適ではないが、地獄のような耐え難い場所でもない。目的地はどこなのか、どのような運航予定なのか、すべては謎であり未知である。航路の先に答えがあるのかも知れないが、それを保障するものもない。未だ見ぬ大海原に漕ぎ出す冒険の船出かもしれないし、あてもなく永遠にさまよい続ける難破船かもしれない。ふと不安を感じ、船内の散策を試みたのだが、その船はあまりに大きく、どの客室も同じような人間で溢れていて身動きがとれず、とても操縦室には行き着けないだろうし、誰が何の目的で運行している船なのかを知る手掛かりすら見当たらない。人々はただその巨大な船に乗っているだけなのだ。何故ならそれは人々が子供の頃から取り組んでいたゲームにおける最善の選択の結果だったからである。許された選択肢の中から常に最も上位にあるものを選択してきた結果、人々はその船に乗り合わせたのだ。他の船のことはよくわからないし、同じ船にどれだけの人間が乗っているのかもわからない。ただ目の前の課題にベストを尽くし、余所見をせずに努力してまっすぐ進んできた結果である。恥ずかしいことや後ろめたいことなどなかったはずだ。ならばもっと胸を張るべきなのだが、なにか漠然とした不安がぬぐえないのは何故なのだろうか。ふと思い立ち、自分の心の不安を解き明かそうとしたその瞬間、ある可能性が脳裏に浮かんだ。あまりに忌まわしき想像だったのですぐに打ち消そうとしたのだが、強烈なイメージが心に刺さってしまった。口に出すのも、考えることすらはばかれるような、本能的な違和感を感じて吐き気がした。船内のバーカウンターには豊富な酒が用意してあったので、ストレートのウイスキーを身体の中に流し込み、その恐怖をなんとか麻痺させることができた。もう寝よう。明日も早い。
寝床に入り、麻痺した頭で今できるベストな行動を模索してみた。しかし残された選択肢はもう祈るくらいしかなかった。生まれてはじめてその事実を痛感した。涙が出てきた。それでも祈らないよりはマシだと思い、全力で祈った。
『どうかこの船が、食肉運搬用の船ではありませんように。』
しかし最後の祈りも安楽を与えてはくれなかった。それどころかさらなる絶望に襲われることとなった。
いったい私は何に対して祈ればいいのだろうか。
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2007-10-15
■ ガチ食人キタ 
人を食べる人間を題材にした本を執筆し、魔法も使えるというメキシコ人作家が、(実生活で)元恋人の女性を絞殺し、遺体の一部を揚げて食べるという事件が発生した。検察当局が15日に明らかにした。
警察が先週、ホセ・ルイス・カルバ容疑者のアパートを家宅捜索したところ、食卓の上で食器類とともに、油で揚げた人間の肉が乗った皿を発見した。さらに冷蔵庫にも人間の肉、シリアルの箱からは人間の骨が見つかった。
メキシコ市の検察当局者は、記者会見で「男(容疑者)が人間の肉を食べたと仮定しても全く差し支えない」と述べた。
カルバ容疑者は、警察がアパートに突入した際に逃げようとしてベランダから転落し負傷、現在病院で治療を受けている。
検察側は、同容疑者が過去2年間に別の女性2人も絞殺し、遺体を切断した疑いがあるとみている。
同容疑者は、自作の詩を路上で売って生計を立てていたとみられており、アパートからは、人を食べる人間を題材にした書きかけの本が見つかっている。(ロイター)
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■ Wonderwall 
Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now
Backbeat the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now
And all the roads we have to walk along are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
I don't know how
Because maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You're my wonderwall
Today was gonna be the day?
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About you now
And all the roads that lead to you were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
I don't know how
I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You're my wonderwall
I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after an
You're my wonderwall
Said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me
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