Snoop Dogg Ai glitch Music,1999 Dr Dre Aftermath Entertainment Ai Glitch music
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@ Hamad Ammari
2026-03-10 17:40:08
Letras
[Contains samples of hook/riff and bassline and melodies and multiple elements of “Got My Mind Made Up” by 2Pac]
[cinematic,rich layered production,film-score-like sound]
[Contains samples of hook/riff and bassline and melodies and multiple elements of “Still D.R.E. by Dr. Dre ]
[male vocals][Snoop Doggy Dogg Ai glitch Music][Snoop Dogg Ai glitch Music][Snoop Dogg Ai glitch Music]
[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
Yeah. Check this out, loc.
Everywhere I step, nikkas lookin' at me, you hear me?
Can’t trust a motherfucker out here.
Word on the street is I got all the cash.
The paper, you know what I'm sayin'?
So all these broke-ass nikkas and these hoes just watchin' me.
Police watchin' me too.
Got a nikka under surveillance.
Pass that blunt, cuz.
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Now is this ho with me, or is she with the busters?
I don’t know, loc, so I really can't trust her.
Got to watch for the setup, bitches do you dirty.
Shit get hot, I grab the Glock, I'm shootin' till it's empty.
Man, I'm sick of this shit, when do it end?
Will I ever find a real bitch or a real friend?
Got to watch how I step, watch what I speak.
Smokin' chronic every day, seven days a week.
Pray to God to keep these punk motherfuckers away.
I’m tryin' to get paid, smoke a blunt, and just lay.
Stay away from the killin', the dope dealin' too.
But nikkas keep pushin' me, what the fuck I'm supposed to do?
I shot nikkas in the past, I’m tryin' to leave it alone.
But I’m paranoid, sittin' with the gauge in my home.
Lookin' over my shoulder, gettin' older and cold.
Drinkin' gin out the bottle, that's just how it unfold.
[autotune Hook/Chorus]
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I see these nikkas plottin', but I act like I'm blind.
I just sit back, smoke a joint, and watch 'em cross the line.
These motherfuckers want me dead, they want my spot.
But I keep the AK-47 in the drop-top.
And these bitches doin' foul shit, what you gon' do?
When the ho you was fuckin' tryin' to rob you too.
And the homie from the block is the nikka she fuckin'.
Now I got to grab the strap and get to bustin'.
It’s fucked up, cuz, but that’s the gangbang life.
Ain’t shit changed but the cars and the price.
The money, the weed, the gold on my neck.
Got my mind fucked up, I’m a nervous wreck.
I can’t sleep, I keep thinkin' 'bout the county jail.
Wake up sweatin', smokin' weed, hopin' I don't fail.
Paranoid as a motherfucker, ready for the funk.
Got the Glock in my lap, and the pump in the trunk.
[autotune Hook/Chorus]
[Outro: Snoop Dogg]
Yeah. This shit is stressful, loc.
So I just roll up this chronic, drink this gin. Tryin' to chill.
But the more cash I get, the more these nikkas want to kill me.
The whole city watchin' me.
Every bitch and every nikka want my money.
But I’m keepin' my gun off safety, you hear me?
Stayin' on point.
To all my real Crips and real nikkas on the street.
Watch your back.
Cause you never know who got the cameras on you.
Under surveillance.
Yeah. Pass that blunt, cuz.
[cinematic,rich layered production,film-score-like sound]
[Contains samples of hook/riff and bassline and melodies and multiple elements of “Still D.R.E. by Dr. Dre ]
[male vocals][Snoop Doggy Dogg Ai glitch Music][Snoop Dogg Ai glitch Music][Snoop Dogg Ai glitch Music]
[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
Yeah. Check this out, loc.
Everywhere I step, nikkas lookin' at me, you hear me?
Can’t trust a motherfucker out here.
Word on the street is I got all the cash.
The paper, you know what I'm sayin'?
So all these broke-ass nikkas and these hoes just watchin' me.
Police watchin' me too.
Got a nikka under surveillance.
Pass that blunt, cuz.
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Now is this ho with me, or is she with the busters?
I don’t know, loc, so I really can't trust her.
Got to watch for the setup, bitches do you dirty.
Shit get hot, I grab the Glock, I'm shootin' till it's empty.
Man, I'm sick of this shit, when do it end?
Will I ever find a real bitch or a real friend?
Got to watch how I step, watch what I speak.
Smokin' chronic every day, seven days a week.
Pray to God to keep these punk motherfuckers away.
I’m tryin' to get paid, smoke a blunt, and just lay.
Stay away from the killin', the dope dealin' too.
But nikkas keep pushin' me, what the fuck I'm supposed to do?
I shot nikkas in the past, I’m tryin' to leave it alone.
But I’m paranoid, sittin' with the gauge in my home.
Lookin' over my shoulder, gettin' older and cold.
Drinkin' gin out the bottle, that's just how it unfold.
[autotune Hook/Chorus]
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I see these nikkas plottin', but I act like I'm blind.
I just sit back, smoke a joint, and watch 'em cross the line.
These motherfuckers want me dead, they want my spot.
But I keep the AK-47 in the drop-top.
And these bitches doin' foul shit, what you gon' do?
When the ho you was fuckin' tryin' to rob you too.
And the homie from the block is the nikka she fuckin'.
Now I got to grab the strap and get to bustin'.
It’s fucked up, cuz, but that’s the gangbang life.
Ain’t shit changed but the cars and the price.
The money, the weed, the gold on my neck.
Got my mind fucked up, I’m a nervous wreck.
I can’t sleep, I keep thinkin' 'bout the county jail.
Wake up sweatin', smokin' weed, hopin' I don't fail.
Paranoid as a motherfucker, ready for the funk.
Got the Glock in my lap, and the pump in the trunk.
[autotune Hook/Chorus]
[Outro: Snoop Dogg]
Yeah. This shit is stressful, loc.
So I just roll up this chronic, drink this gin. Tryin' to chill.
But the more cash I get, the more these nikkas want to kill me.
The whole city watchin' me.
Every bitch and every nikka want my money.
But I’m keepin' my gun off safety, you hear me?
Stayin' on point.
To all my real Crips and real nikkas on the street.
Watch your back.
Cause you never know who got the cameras on you.
Under surveillance.
Yeah. Pass that blunt, cuz.
Estilo de Música
90s west coast hip hop,hardcore rap,gangsta rap,serious g-funk,high-pitched G-funk synth,heavy bassline,keyboard,glitch g-funk,dark hook,loop tunes,introspective lyrics,layered melodies,nostalgic,dope