Snoop D O, double to the G Double to the G, G Double to the G Snoop D O, double to the G Hey you, out there Fat ass, good hair Hell with my homies I
And I can see it with my eyez closed, now Feelin' like my life froze I'm about to hit the ground Sippin' Yac while I elevate my mind state Hand by the
use to puncture With punctuation- And mutation Racin' like my thoughts Bust shots to scatter And my latter lets me elevate Over MC's that are hella fake
little gust of wind so I jet This real nigga dwells from Compton, no shit Thugs town, right now car jacks and sales County bus rolls through niggas trips to jail What the hell
bullshittin', fuck it, I ain't hatin' though 'Cause now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satin's hoes And she can't tell the difference, I been through hell
inside the air is fresh as [a lie? ] You are greeted by a civil servant She is dressed in beads She jots down your needs And casually recedes Look around Take the elevator
ya'll) But the Widow try to play me, play me (The Widow be tryin' to get me) Bizzy Bone These are my truest feelin's, people are fake as hell (Hell
, y'all, niggas, ain't knowin' the half Everywhere I go, feel like I'm runnin' from crash, my intention To smash fast plex on elevators Sacked a hell
I'm elevated [I've become a whore so I prepare to breathe] I'm stimulated [I'm becoming sworn to you for secrecy] I'm re-created [anything you want I
I'm not scared of nothin' I'll go pound for pound I keep death on my mind Like a heavy crown If I go to heaven I'll be bored as hell Like a little
a spell Well, welcome home to Happiness Hotel If you've got luggage keep it handy But you're running out of luck 'Cause the bellhops ain't to organized And the elevator
From the sidewalk trains about to pass It smells like, hot open steaming ass I gotta get out, gotta get the hell out I gotta get out, get the hell out
mind with hypnotic legislate We far from the fakes, we never fake moves But jealous mothaf****** since the justice approves and talk s*** And who the hell
we seem to do. And the things that we seem to do is make platinum hits Straight up, motherfuckers can't even fade me N-N-Now who the hell wanna phase
Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave Disco Dave Disco Dave (E) Hello Brooklyn Hello Brooklyn New York, New York, it's a hell
seem bulletproof? So divine Hell of an Elevator All the while my fortune faded Never mind, the consequences of the crime this time my fortune faded So divine Hell of an Elevator
[intro: inspectah deck (whispering)] Elevation (x15) [chorus: inspectah deck] Tired of trials and tribulations It seems like life is hell, dreams the
catheter IV's Wrap 'em up, mad as fuck, need a ladder up Escalator, elevator, skyscraper, hella haters On primo beats, meditate a bit to elevate my spit Scribble daily scripts, hell