GET BOUT IT & ROWDY
Snoop Dogg Lyrics


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[Master P]
(LBC, New Orleans ha ha) Yo dog, uh

[Snoop]
Sup P?

[Master P:]
(Ha ha) That's some real shit
(Where the hot boys at,
Where the hot girls at) [Repeat: x6]
Ya heard me?
Ya heard me?
The game is to be sold not to be told, ha ha
Now this No Limit shit, No Limit nigga
Everybody want to know how this shit happens, but we ain't playa hatin
And what's goin on, but ya know what?
It don't get no realer than this though dog

[Chorus: x2]
West-side niggas getting bout it,
I said East-side niggas getting rowdy,
Mid-west niggas getting bout it,
South-side niggas getting rowdy (yea)

[Snoop]
Fuck that man, the game is to be sold, not to be told, first things first
I'm a gangsta, nigga, so I'ma roll
Ya got to get bout it or without it
I had to shake the spot cause the game got crowded
I'm devoted and quote it, I'm rowdy and bout it
A No Limit Soldier, and happy to shout it
Got this tank on my neck, got my tech. on deck
I slap raps at your caps and try to make my snaps
Nick-Nack patty-wack big happy sack, the dealer is back
And I'm ridin' through your neighborhood dippin' in my Cadillac
I'm selling this shit, I ain't telling this shit
I'm a motherfucking two-time felon ya bitch
From the cold hearted streets of the LBC
To a mansion in the south down the street from my nigga P
See, real niggas recognize the realness
Put ya motherfucking choppers up if ya feel this
(Bust one) Now bust one (gun shot) Not just one (two gun shots)
And if ya want some get some, I bet we got some
Busta's discuss us, niggas poppin all the Ying-Yang
Still the Dogg Pound Gang (DPG, Man)
Beats still funky, Beats by the Pound in the house,
At the mutha fuckin door

[Chorus: x2]

[Snoop]
(Getting rowdy) Everybody in the game, say the same
Is Snoop's still that gang bang cocaine nigga slanging everything
I'm trying to get as much as I need
While I fuck with these out of town hoes blowing all they weed (shut up)
Parlaying, so what ya saying
Bring a couple buddies wit ya, girl we ain't playin
Baby must miss read me, cause she miss lead me
Has some niggas come by later (what?) and try to spray me (bitch)
But I'm just to quick, slick and sly
When it's time to ride I let the bullets fly cause it's do or die (die die)
I wear blue seven days out the week (for life)
I mob the street, DP, while I'm holding my heat
I want to warn you, shit they got killers on the East, Mid-West, up North, down
South in California
So if you got your chrome, you need to stay in the zone
And get a vest for your motherfucking dome
Cause it's on like a dog with out his bone
I'm in it to win it and No Limit is my home (for life for life)
Nigga, real niggas recognize the realness
Put ya motherfucking choppers up if ya feel this
(Bust one) Now bust one (gun shot) Not just one (two gun shots)
And if ya want some get some, (what up what up) I bet we got some (got some)

[Chorus: x4]

[Master P]
Nigga, bout it bout it ha ha
Snoop Dogg, Master P, and the whole No Limit mutha fuckin family nigga
From the South to the West to the East to the middle




To the motherfucking world!
Ha ha real niggas and bitches unite

Overall Meaning

In this song, Snoop Dogg and Master P are rapping about their gangsta lifestyles and how they are heavily devoted to their No Limit Soldier crew. The lyrics express their pride in being from the West Side and South Side, respectively, and their willingness to fight for their crew. They are unapologetic about their way of life and the violence that comes with it. The chorus emphasizes the unity of gangstas across the country, with West-side niggas getting bout it, East-side niggas getting rowdy, Mid-west niggas getting bout it, and South-side niggas getting rowdy.


Line by Line Meaning

(LBC, New Orleans ha ha) Yo dog, uh
Master P greets Snoop Dogg and mentions their respective origins from Los Angeles and New Orleans.


(Ha ha) That's some real shit
Master P affirms the realness of what he is going to say.


(Where the hot boys at, Where the hot girls at) [Repeat: x6]
Master P asks where the attractive men and women are located in a repetitive manner.


Ya heard me?
Master P asks if his message is understood.


The game is to be sold not to be told, ha ha
Master P believes that in the music industry, success is earned through work and skills rather than talking or boasting.


Now this No Limit shit, No Limit nigga
Master P proudly represents his music label, No Limit Records.


Everybody want to know how this shit happens, but we ain't playa hatin
Master P clarifies that they are not criticizing other musicians or trying to appear superior.


And what's goin on, but ya know what?
Master P acknowledges that there is competition and conflict within the industry.


It don't get no realer than this though dog
Master P proclaims that they are authentic and genuine.


[Chorus: x2] West-side niggas getting bout it, I said East-side niggas getting rowdy, Mid-west niggas getting bout it, South-side niggas getting rowdy (yea)
The chorus asserts that people from different regions of the US are enthusiastic and passionate about the music.


Fuck that man, the game is to be sold, not to be told, first things first I'm a gangsta, nigga, so I'ma roll
Snoop Dogg rejects talking or explaing and declares himself as a gangster and ready to take action.


Ya got to get bout it or without it I had to shake the spot cause the game got crowded
Snoop Dogg states that one has to be dedicated and competitive in the industry, and he had to leave a place since it was too crowded with rival artists.


I'm devoted and quote it, I'm rowdy and bout it A No Limit Soldier, and happy to shout it
Snoop Dogg commits to his work, declares his enthusiasm and pride while representing No Limit Records.


Got this tank on my neck, got my tech. on deck I slap raps at your caps and try to make my snaps
Snoop describes his jewelry and readiness for any situation and states his intention to make good music.


Nick-Nack patty-wack big happy sack, the dealer is back And I'm ridin' through your neighborhood dippin' in my Cadillac
Snoop says a witty rhyme and announces his comeback while driving his car through different areas.


I'm selling this shit, I ain't telling this shit I'm a motherfucking two-time felon ya bitch
Snoop bluntly states that he is making money selling music and highlights his criminal past.


From the cold hearted streets of the LBC To a mansion in the south down the street from my nigga P
Snoop shows his journey from Long Beach, California to a luxurious home close to Master P's residence.


See, real niggas recognize the realness Put ya motherfucking choppers up if ya feel this (Bust one) Now bust one (gun shot) Not just one (two gun shots) And if ya want some get some, I bet we got some
Snoop asserts that authentic people will recognize his authenticity and invites his listeners to join him, shoot their guns and fight together.


(Getting rowdy) Everybody in the game, say the same Is Snoop's still that gang bang cocaine nigga slanging everything I'm trying to get as much as I need While I fuck with these out of town hoes blowing all they weed (shut up)
Snoop poses a question and confirms that he is selling drugs-related product and working with beautiful but untrustworthy women.


Parlaying, so what ya saying Bring a couple buddies wit ya, girl we ain't playin
Snoop suggests that he wants to hang out and have fun with his crew and warns the woman that she should come with friends and understand what they're doing.


Baby must miss read me, cause she miss lead me Has some niggas come by later (what?) and try to spray me (bitch)
Snoop complains that the woman he was previously talking to misunderstood him and revealed his location to his enemies, leading to a potential attack.


But I'm just to quick, slick and sly When it's time to ride I let the bullets fly cause it's do or die (die die)
Snoop believes he's fast, clever and sharp with his actions, and is willing to use violence if necessary.


I wear blue seven days out the week (for life) I mob the street, DP, while I'm holding my heat
Snoop claims that he is loyal to his gang and wears blue clothes every day, and is active in his community while carrying a gun.


I want to warn you, shit they got killers on the East, Mid-West, up North, down South in California So if you got your chrome, you need to stay in the zone And get a vest for your motherfucking dome
Snoop warns his audience that there are dangerous people everywhere, including California, and advises them to keep their weapons and armor


Nigga, bout it bout it ha ha Snoop Dogg, Master P, and the whole No Limit mutha fuckin family nigga From the South to the West to the East to the middle To the motherfucking world! Ha ha real niggas and bitches unite
Master P, Snoop Dogg and others from No Limit Records are proud and united, and they represent the whole country with their music.




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Written by: CALVIN BROADUS, CRAIG LAWSON, PERCY ROMEO III MILLER

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