Snoop Dogg - Don't Do The Crime (aka d**h Row k**az) lyrics

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Snoop Dogg - Don't Do The Crime (aka d**h Row k**az) lyrics

[chorus, snoop singing] Don't do the crime if you can't do the time Yeah Don't do it Fell off into a party in the cpt n***as looking at me strange But i'm up on the game I ain't f**ing with them n***as no mo sh**, i feel the same way ya'll feel n***a, f** d**h row (ha ha) I cut em loose, send em juice With visine in their cup Catch em slipping, all my homeys get em stuck It's the tale of a whale locked in a cell On the streets he was the heat cause cuz had major mail Had his homeboys plugged, wearing gold chains Hanging at the studio, splurging and thangs n***a f**ing off money, saving them hoes f**ed off some money of mine And bought me a white rolls Living on wilshire in a penthouse suite f**ing bad b**hes seven days a week Colder than a motherf**er but now i'm hot Floss me a brand new suit from dionne scott I guess i'm balling now Money falling down I can hear them movie star b**hes calling me now Doggy dogg come and get with the pg Mr. calvin broadus could you please come and see me But i ain't tripping, i'm just dogg pound cripping Talking big sh** and in a bulletproof dipping Make my own beats, so f** ya'll too And i'm down with the n***as from the you know who We get to the point Blaze the joint Step into the party and holla at everybody As long as the gin get mixed with juice And the five on the crap game gon hit with deuce sh** n***as gon be n***as so n***a n***a what Just because i'm having paper don't mean f** I once was in the same predicament you was Thinking to myself "damn should i k** cuz?" But i know deep in my heart Two wrongs ain't right And it started from a fist fight I only got one life to live I'm trying to see a grandfather with some grandkids You dig? I'm trying to live long like my hair Put the sh** down, like fred estaire I want to share my world But how the f** can i share it Everytime i throw you something You look at mine and compare it Man, it's a cold shame But it's a cold game I ain't make the rules to this game Look, all i know and all i do Is try to come through with something new Banging for you So whatever you do, you like it or not Because when your sh** play out I be back on the dope spot My grandpappy once sat me in his lap and he said "son get your money like that" (get your money, man) I sit alone in the zone Face of stone Live the live of al capone A don corleone Casually casualties, fatalities And all kind of funny looking n***as coming after me Funny, it's got me dodging, dipping, slipping, and sliding Eastside up, eastsiders cause we riding (eastside up) This is portable something to f** with your ear Doggy dogg will appear to make it sound so clear I f**s it up, like i always do And that's a trick I'm saying some sh** To make the b**hes want to s** my dick See it's an everyday thang Communicating to ya'll with the dogg pound slang Back up in the house and we just don't stop Call ya mama, f** her fat, call the motherf**ing cops Hit roccs, yeah, you know what? you know what They told me like this [refrain x 2]

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