Down South lyrics

[Chorus 2x: Snoop Dogg]
Down south smuggling cash, Hustlin for cash
Bustin my ass, Just to live 1st class
As the game rotate, I regulate to innovate
City to city, State to state, Don't hate

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
I get up early in the morning, I take a blunt to the head
Gets my kids out the bed
Jump out, Do what I have to
Mack two, Four or five b*tches just to keep my game on tight
Snoop d-o-double-gizzie keep it busy, keep it dizzy
Keep these people guessin
I ain't stressin, Now the lesson
Is this, When you in the mix of tryin to get yo chips
Seperate yo friends from yo b*tch
Now this is this, This is this, And this that
Cause once upon a time the homies try to jack
They tried to creep on double g from the back
So I had to move down south, Is it right?, Is it like that?
Ain't no need for me to tell y'all what the f*ck popped off
n*ggas tryed to take my chips and then they got knocked off
Snoop dogg don't be playin, I be sayin the real
I'm serious bout this paper dogg, And I might get killed
If I keep it too real, Let me spill my guts, Over this track
To let you n*ggas know how I act
I get the chedder, Keep it better
Keep my sweater on close
Just in case these n*ggas take a trip out the coast
And try to catch me slippin, I ain't slippin no more
Let me smoke this indo and then I count my dizzough
And when I hit the shtizzo, Or better yet the schizzo
You can gaurantee, I'm gauranteed to show
Chorus 2x

[Abel]
Yeah n*gga, West coast, Down south
Hookin up, Breakin bread, Makin paper, n*gga
Boss player, Get at them n*ggas

[Verse 2: Boss Player]
Snoop, I feel ya n*gga, Boss player I'm boss scrilla
When there's beef, sh*t gets realer, n*ggas be tryin to get familiar
Now i'll spill ya for a buck, n*gga f*ck wit this principal
What? you got a vest on ya chest?, I'll aim for ya head, Cause n*gga ya not invincible
Cause after all day, Hustlin cash, Bustin my ass
A n*gga think they gon f*ck up my cash
Ya throwed off and funkin like trash, f*ckin wit the rotation
I'm tryin to sling brick city to city, And get off probation
And n*ggas be hatin, Snoop you said these n*ggas was snitches
And n*ggas be waitin to call the cops and gossip like b*tches
But I ain't trippin, I'ma live first class and let hoes pass
And handle my business, Cause dogg, It's all about cash

[Chorus 2x: Boss Player]
Down south, Hustlin cash, Bustin my ass
Just to live first class
As the game rotate, I regualte to innovate
City to city, state to state, Don't hate
[Outro: Kane]
Whassup, Snoop n*gga, I see ya, What's the deal n*gga?
Kane and abel, n*gga, Real n*ggas get together, Ya heard me
Boss p, Do ya thing, n*gga, Most wanted boys
This is how we do it, n*gga, All y'all motherf*ckin b*tch-ass
Ho-ass, pus*y in the motherf*ckin can ass n*ggas cryin like b*tches
Y'all n*ggas gon feel this sh*t this year, n*gga
f*ck that sh*t, n*gga, Get yo paper, n*gga
Get on that grind, Be ya own motherf*ckin man
Get ya hustle on, n*gga stay out ya motherf*ckin mama house, n*gga
f*ck that sh*t, n*gga, get that cheese, Man
Yo, Boss, we gon take over this year, n*gga
Most wanted boys, Most wanted records