GZ and Hustlas

2 credits

Heard in the following movies & tv shows

Strays

2023

The House

2017

621

Lyrics

Good Morning, boys and girls I'm your substitute teacher My name is Mr. Buckworth The topic for today is What you would like to be when you grow up You, over there in the jean shirt What you wanna be when you grow up? I would like to be a police officer Alrighty, that's a pretty good profession You over there in that black shirt What you wanna be when you grow up? I would like to be a fireman Alright, that's a pretty good profession too Hey, you in the back with those French braids What's your name? My name is Snoop Alright, Snoop, what you wanna be when you grow up? I wanna be a motherfuckin' hustla, ya better ask somebody This is for the Gz, and this is for the hustlas This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz This is for the Gz, and this is for the hustlas This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz Freeze, at ease Now let me drop some more of them keys It's 1-9-9-tre, so let me just play It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre But this time, I'ma hit your ass with a touch To leave motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up So sit back, relax, new jacks get smacked It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack I don't lack for a second, and I'm still checkin' The dopest motherfucker that you're hearin' on the record It's me, you see, S-N-Double-O-P D-O-Double-G-Y, the D-O-Double-G I'm fly as a falcon, soarin' through the sky And I'm high 'til I dizzie, rizzide So check it, I get busy, I make your head dizzy I blow up your mouth like I was Dizzy Gillespie I'm crazy, you can't phase me I'm the S, oh, yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck with the stress I'm all about the chronic, bionic, you see? Every single day, chillin' with the D-O-Double-Gs P-O-U-N-D, that's my clique, my crew You fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up I thought you knew, but yet and still You want to get real, now it's time to peel, you say chill And feel, the motherfuckin' realism Snoop Doggy Dogg is on the mic I'm hittin' hard as steel, nigga This is for the Gz, and this is for the hustlas This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz This is for the Gz, and this is for the hustlas This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz How many hoes in your motherfuckin' group Wanna take a ride in my 7-8 Coupe DeVille? Chill, as I take you on a trip Where them niggas ride and slide, you know about the East Side Niggas like myself here to show you where it's at With my hoes on my side and my strap on my back Papers, I stack daily And Death Row is still the label that pays me But you know how that go We flow toe for toe, if you ain't on the Row Fuck you and your hoe, really doe, so check it It's Snoop Doggy Dogg on the solo tip Still clockin' grip and don't really give a shit About nothing at all, just my dogs, steppin' through the fog And I'm still gon' fade 'em all With the gangsta shit that keeps you hangin' How many hoes in ninety-four will I be bangin'? Every single one to get the job done As I dip, skip, flip, right back to two-one Where the sun be shinin' and I be rhymin' It's me, Snoop D-O-Double-G, and I'm climbin' This is for the Gz, and this is for the hustlas This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz This is for the Gz, and this is for the hustlas This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz I come creepin' through the fog with my saggin' deuce East Side, Long Beach, in a 7-8 Coupe DeVille I'm rollin' with the G Funk bumpin' in my shit and it don't quit So drop it on the one, motherfucker, put together that set A nigga with a grip of that gangsta shit With the Eastside hoes on my motherfuckin' dick And the Compton niggas all about to set trip Swing it back, bring it back, just like this And if you with my shit, then blaze up another spliff And keep the motherfuckin' blunt in your pocket, loc 'Cause Doggy Dogg is all about the Zig-Zag smoke See it's a West Coast thing, where I'm from And if you want some, get some, bad enough, take some But watch the gun by my side Because it represents me and the motherfuckin' East Side So bow down to the bow wow, 'cause bow wow Yippie yo, you can't see my flow My shit is dope, original, now you know And can't no hood fuck with Death Rizzow This is for the Gz, and this is for the hustlas This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz This is for the Gz, and this is for the hustlas This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz