Shon Lawon - What If lyrics

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Shon Lawon - What If lyrics

[Intro: Snoop Dogg] Yeah, man Do you ever sit and wonder sometimes What if? I mean, like, forreal though I mean, sometimes I just sit and think to myself, like What if? I mean, that's a big question, right? If "if" was a fifth, we'd all be f**ed up But what I really wanna know is: What if? [Hook 1: Suga Free] (What if?) We had a reckless motherf**er That was king of west coast instead of big Snoop Dogg (What if?) We never had a n***a like Big P From the Southside, n***a goin' "woof" (What if?) We never had a real woman That could raise us and teach us, show us what the real was (What if?) We had to take it If you didn't have Suga Free, motherf**er, you had to make it [Verse 1: Suga Free] Social media only ask the he-say, she-say sh** And where would I be without Tone, Pimp [?], and DJ Quik? Act like you knew that I'm glad I had somebody tell me "Don't think with your dick, boy. Don't do that!" Come on, you know me, man I pimp on, I entertain, man That's why I stay inside my [?] lane I gotta be careful when I show you stuff Cause these haters don't like you if you know too much Yo, ow give it up if you like this And you prefer the peace And won't get mad if you don't have no one to fight with We pull the cards around a phony My sister told me, "n***as act hard around they homies" Because the West don't need no beef We need our [?] and our roaches And our Reres and our Monique So stay prayed up, armor on, I got it What if you talked to that man And understood before you shot him? [Hook 2: Snoop Dogg] (What if?) The Bloods and the Crips was the same And all n***as joined one gang (What if?) My granny wouldn't have died Man, I probably wouldn't have been from the East side (What if?) You could do what you don't And live how you motherf**in' want, say that (What if?) A phony is a phony, a homie is a homie And you know the big homie don't play that [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] Catch him, stick him Rip it, ride it La di da di, we shout out the party The old me, the new you, you n***as tryna do me You better off tryna do you Boo hoo, voodoo, taboo DP, GC, what it really do? I educate when I illustrate And those the words I be teachin', preachin' To each and everyone Never been a scary one Always been a down a** n***a, clown a** n***a Reppin' my city, [?] Extra extraordinaire exceptionally Never late, predicate, elevate, levitate My n***a, I'm way too high to ever hate Papa Snoop in my momma Beverly, heavenly Thank God for ya'll havin' me, for real [Hook 3: Snoop Dogg & Suga Free] (What if?) The Bloods and the Crips was the same And all n***as joined one gang (What if?) My granny wouldn't have died Man, I probably wouldn't have been from the East side (What if?) You could do what you don't And live how you motherf**in' want, say that (What if?) We had a reckless motherf**er That was king of west coast instead of big Snoop Dogg (What if?) We never had a n***a like Big P From the Southside, n***a goin' "woof" (What if?) We never had a real woman That could raise us and teach us, show us what the real was (What if?) We had to take it If you didn't have Suga Free, motherf**er, you had to make it (What if?)

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