Snoop Dogg - Up Jump Tha Boogie Lyrics
Intro/chorus:Up jump tha boogie to the bang bang boogieWhile youre bangin on ya baby ogsThats why I flip the script to the boogie bang homeyIf Im hangin its with dpg*repeat*Verse 1: snoop doggy doggSome do the things that they do cos they dumbAnd some do the things that they do for crumbsI do mine for me ya see?Not the big homey double o-gScared to do your own work, man thats fastAnd thats the reason why I had to shoot you downBecause you never shouldve tried to work my doggAnd the lil homey wouldnt had no reason to bumpYall know the game aint the same no moLil gs keep heat so big gs freeze, geez!Johnny rockafella went to jail-erFew many times too many and became a tellerThey sell a nigga dreams if he want emBut they wont sell you the game to get up on emYa tryin ta find em cos you want em, they shook outGet the book out and when the pitch come, nigga look outIt aint hard to pump up the lil homies niggaBut its hard for your ***** ass to get wit usBut its steel, you put it in their headThat at 13 they better off dead (now they gone)ChorusVerse 2: kuruptAiyo snoop, why would niggas get into the bracketAnd make a loot, niggas want tripSpittin like you spoke beef from the hoodShow me love nigga or dont show me shitFeel the fever, million dollar male like cole seversMade a non-believin man into a believerReceive a cheque the next day, my homies sayIts the way to get paid, dps and payI dont know why you wanna get on my back? (why? )Trippin cos you know the bombs at where Im atWell if thats the case you shoulda rollWit the pg instead of losing control (mother*****er)This is how we do, dogg pound gangstas in blueMe, d-a-z, n-a-t-e and snoopNiggas from seth be tryin to set you cos you settin your waysSo ask dj pooh what paysChorusVerse 3: snoop doggJust what we need, bangin on wax another tripWhat you gon do nigga, jack the mothership?Youre like a actor wit another scriptPredictable as rambo wit another clipHow many niggas you gon kill in your verse?You need to sit down and learn to get down firstCos, uhh, real hoo-bangers are toast-slangersNot part-time fbi singersNiggas havin bad intentions, sendin bgs on a missionOne move too many, nigga you missinListen you ***** wit the cyco-lic-noLoony ass nigga from your h-doubleo-dNiggas got too flossy from all the sex they tossinBut guess what it cost em, they crossin meBut before I give a nigga a 9Id rather give a nigga a mic and write him a rhymeChorus x1 1/2
