Snoop Dogg - Fetty in the bag lyrics

From The Isley Brothers to the Jackson 5 A n***a give it to you on the Black hand side Collide and glide ’til we amplified And do it all together, Electric Slide It got good to you (Good to you), now you feelin’ the vibe In a Chevy, rollin’, ready to ride Hand out the moon, heavy on the gas Steady on the mash, now put the fetty in the bag [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] It’s a stick-up, I get to the money with no hiccups Give two fu*ks, no goof-ups No back-ups, no swoop-ups (Nope) Get stomped out in some motherfu*kin’ blue Chucks Yeah, n***a, I’m back In a 9-4 Cadillac, playin’ Zapp with 15s in the back Stash the strap strap then adjust my snapback Salt and pepper, beans and rice Ebony and ivory, domino, dice Twice as nice, never payin’ the price Bakin’ a cake, have a slice Mustard and mayonnaise, leather and wood (Ooh wee) Take it from the rich, givin’ back to the hood You know how we do’s it Robbed his a*s and rode off to some gangsta music [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] From The Isley Brothers to the Jackson 5 A n***a give it to you on the Black hand side Collide and glide ’til we amplified And do it all together, Electric Slide It got good to you (Good to you), now you feelin’ the vibe In a Chevy, rollin’, ready to ride Hand out the moon, heavy on the gas Steady on the mash, now put the fetty in the bag [Verse 2: Goldie Loc] Give it to ’em, Loc, you know I gotta serve ’em all the time (All the time) And I ain’t gon’ quit bangin’ until I get mine (Real talk) Saggin’ in my all blue deuce with the rag down Ayo, Amplified, turn that s**t up loud Stayin’ true to the game, that’s in my bloodline Long Beach Eastside, born and raised in 1-5 (1-5) Gangsta Crip music, C raggin’ to the left of me Only a few real ni**as got the recipe And I ain’t gotta say they names You know it’s real deal when you hear a little pain from the home of the braves (braves) And we still make it crack-a-lack Goldie Loc and Snoop Dogg, bring that G s**t back They say they tired of that watered down (watered down) They wanna bang some real s**t when they ridin’ ’round (ridin’ ’round) That’s why I’m spittin’ now, so I can never fall off It’s been 20-plus years I’ve been Crippin’ with the Boss, n***a [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] From The Isley Brothers to the Jackson 5 A n***a give it to you on the Black hand side Collide and glide ’til we amplified And do it all together, Electric Slide It got good to you (Good to you), now you feelin’ the vibe In a Chevy, rollin’, ready to ride (Zz, zz) Hand out the moon, heavy on the gas Steady on the mash, now put the fetty in the bag [Verse 3: Big Tray Deee] Don’t cough, break it off or the heat gon’ spark Hair trigger for them figures when I ride and stomp (Get ’em) No mask, don’t ask, just flash the steel Get cash quick fast or it’s caps to peel (ah) It’s the mangler, fidangler, always keep it gangster Savage, livin’ lavish, go hard to see the paper (Get it) Straight grind, take mine, whatever to make mine Die before I beg, instead I’d face state time (uh-uh) All the way live, yeah, just like Lakeside Doin’ dirt, puttin’ in work, no play time Takin’ flight for the finer things in life Still loccin’, been a mogul, never changed my stripes Check the résumé, I dare to say you better lay low When them G’s called Tha Eastsidaz step in the door All go, y’all know, we stay ready to mash Weapons to blast, now put that fetty in a bag (yeah) [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] From The Isley Brothers to the Jackson Five A n***a give it to you on the Black hand side Collide and glide ’til we amplified And do it all together, Electric Slide It got good to you (Good to you), now you feelin’ the vibe In a Chevy, rollin’, ready to ride Hand out the moon, heavy on the gas Steady on the mash, now put the fetty in the baggg