By My Side

Brotha Lynch Hung & Snoop Dogg & Warren G & Xzibit - Rap, West Coast Rap
By My Side
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[Chorus: Snoop Dogg] Keep some killers by my side, do this shit worldwide Keep some killers by my side, do this shit worldwide [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] I'm a lover, and a fighter, gangsta and a rider Eastsider, a rip rider—but y'all knew that from the giddy Way cold, bold, stroll with control And shuttin' down shops around the muthafuckin' globe Puttin' dicks in yukmouths (biatch), watch these bitches fold Don't speak on mine, cuz, unless you tryna get T-rolled Kee-kee-kee-keep it on, freak-freak-freak ya dome Stop, nah'mean, ya don't quit, bitch So many fuckin' lawsuits and court cases Snitches and probation, look at what I'm facing Either you want me to give you some type of explanation Or sympathize—fuck that, cuz, I'm from the side Where we ride and the weak fall off and the snitches get clipped And from me to you, loco, that's just some real shit I'ma sit back and get my hair braided Roll this dope and get faded, blaze it and blaze it—it's so amazing [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] Keep some killers by my side, do this shit worldwide Keep some killers by my side, do this shit worldwide Keep some killers by my side, do this shit worldwide Keep some killers by my side, do this shit worldwide [Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung] Six in the morning, niggas up at my door Reached under the pillow for the .44 See, you know it's a murder show It ain't that hard to just pull it, passing bullets and making tires smoke Heard me, Snoop Dogg? Yesterday you had me tore up Smoke a half-zip a day, about four pounds a week Went back to drinking O.E., just to see what I could see Under the snakeskin, a bunch of fake grins, shakin' 'em It's just me and O.E., I shoot a slug off of weak and making sure my shit heat Save your death certificate receipt 'cause life don't come cheap About five thousand G's to put you six feet deep But compliments of me, it's free Murder dead red 'em to the tie 'cause I fed him Human meat in my Cutlass wrapped up in wax paper I don't be fuckin' with niggas, I do my own capers Roll vegas, chocolate Phillies, and them brown paper zags 55 percent of my cash be on the green minty bags Drag niggas like Newports down the street to the spot And rape 'em with the AK barrel, shoot like a sparrow after it pop Bounce with one more ounce to smoke, that's how it goes From Sacramento to the S-O-C-A-L-A with Snoop D-O-double the G-Y [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] Keep some killers by my side, do this shit worldwide Keep some killers by my side, do this shit worldwide Keep some killers by my side, do this shit worldwide Keep some killers by my side, do this shit worldwide [Verse 3: Warren G] Vida loca, let me smoke'a I'm in the game, fuck the fame, making niggas know my name You could call me G, or you could call me Dub But nigga make sure, you show me plenty love I'm riding Eastsiders, 6-deuce and four Impalas Staying lowkey while my killers pop collars Potna, playa, you 5 on it hater Nigga, this LBC, fool, y'all scrubs can't fade us [Verse 4: Xzibit] Back to the game, don't fuck me Big Snoop Dogg and X-to-the-Z Most of y'all could never get this deep Get involved or get slapped with the heat Back the fuck up, it's my turn now Put trust in you and just got let down Tinted sounds, stick around for the work Shake the spot, you run from gunshot Hennessy rap, I love to smoke pot Used to buck niggas with Glock, slang rock Before I punch a 9-to-5 clock, me and mine go right out to your spot Kick the door down for old time's sake Release the hate from this snub .38 Kick it with niggas that push rhymes like weight Golden State, give a fuck if you relate, bitch [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] Keep some killers by my side, do this shit worldwide Keep some killers by my side, do this shit worldwide
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Credits
- Writers
- Brotha Lynch Hung
- Snoop Dogg
- Warren G
- Xzibit