[Verse 1] Late night, hangin' on the corner (Gangsta, Gangsta, Gangsta) East Long Beach, California Daytonas when I run up on ya Real dog, b**h, tryna catch a bo*er I get what I get, I'm a goner And smoke more dope than a stoner I sip what I sip when I sip Don't flip when I trip on a b**h, 'cause I'm on one Haul a** for the cash... Snoop Dogg came back for your a** Gra** and trees, a** up, b**h, on your knees Do what I please I break the b**h slow Take her, make her get more Even if she never sold her p**y hole before It's a slow process Rub my fingers up your dress Hold these nuts, it's a test Hide this package in your breasts Don't say no, always say yes You are my, my best Oh yeah, what it do? That's why I wrote this song for you [Hook] All my b**hes, all my hoes Fly ones, tight ones, and even the white ones All my b**hes, all my hoes Gang intervention, in your position All my b**hes, all my hoes Don't say sh**, b**h, keep it on the low All my b**hes, all my hoes For the Dogg, protocol, you know [Verse 2] I won't get caught, I refuse A n***a just chose, so I choose you Really not tryna confuse you, or abuse you, or misuse you It's back to the bed frame Real P.I., all in your head game I said it slow - woo-op, boo-op, now let it go I got the b**h that makes the most cash I got the b**h that's got the most a** She's a lawyer with a visa So I blaze my trees up And she'll help my keep my Gs up And that's what it do That's why I wrote this song for you [Interlude: Suga Free] [Hook]