G Funk
Snoop Dogg Lyrics


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Yeah
This is another story about dogs
For the dog that don't pee on trees is a bitch
So says Snoop Dogg
So get your pooper scooper, 'cause the nigga's talkin' shit
Roof, roof, roof, roof

I'm sippin' on Tanqueray
With my my mind on my money and my mouth full of ganjay
R-A-G to the motherfucking E
Back with my nigga S-N double O-P (yeah, and ya don't stop)
Rage in effect, I just begun to rock (I said yeah, and you don't quit)
(Hey yo, Rage, would you please drop some gangsta shit?)
I rock ruff and stuff with my Afro Puffs
Handcuffed as I bust, 'bout to tear shit up
Oh, what? Did ya think I, didn't ever think I
Would be the one to make you blink eye? I'm catchy like pink-eye
Never will there ever be another like me
Um, you can play the left, 'cause it ain't no right in me
Out the picture, out the frame, out the box I knock 'em all
Smack 'em out the park, like, "A Friendly Game of Baseball"
Grand slam, yes, I am
Kickin' up dust and I don't give a goddamn
'Cause I'm that lyrical murderer
Pleading guilty, you know for my skills I'm about to be
Filthy large, Rage in charge
You know what's happenin', don't try to play Raj
This ain't no rerun, see hun, don't you want to be one
However, Rage'll wreck ya
'Cause I'm def, I kick my vocals
I'm loco, coast to coast or local, uh
I'll make 'em go cuckoo for my cocoa
Puffin' stuff, hey yo, Snoop, you're up
Let these niggas know that niggas don't give a fuck

This is just a small introduction to the G-Funk era
Every day of my life, I take a glimpse in the mirror
And I see motherfuckers tryna be like me
Ever since I put it down with the D-R-E

Foamin' at the mouth and waggin' his tail
Searchin' through the yard with a keen sense of smell
Lookin' for the business in heat
And when he find her, he'll be sniffing her seat
We travel in packs and we do it from the back
How else can you get to the booty?
We do it doggystyle, all the while we do it doggystyle
Yo motherfuckin' ho
He fucked the fleas off the bitch
He shaked the ticks off his dick
And in her booty, he buries his motherfuckin' bone
And if there's any left over
He'll roll over and take a doggy bag home

Damn, that Tanqueray is talkin' to a nigga
(I ain't bullshittin', one of y'all niggas gotta get it)




Man I got to piss
(Breath test?)

Overall Meaning

In Snoop Dogg's song "G Funk", he talks about his success in the music industry, specifically in the subgenre of G-funk, which he helped popularize. In the chorus, Snoop lists different letters and what they represent - "G" is for the gang of money he makes, "F" is for the gang of fools he breaks, "you" is for the undisputed champ, "N" is because you're never gonna get the mic back, and "K" is for the niggas he knocks on their back. He then expresses his satisfaction in seeing Long Beach, his hometown, on the map, and how he'll always keep his music real.


Snoop then directs a message to those who try to steal his style and make money off of it, revoking their pass and asserting himself as the king of G-funk, the one and only. He acknowledges those who have their own styles and disapproves of copycats who can never achieve his level of success. Lastly, he recognizes the power of his music, creating a baseline and gangsta tune that will make people move.


Line by Line Meaning

G is for the gang of money I make
I'm making so much money, even the alphabet is representing it


F is for the gang of fools I break
I'm breaking the fools and haters who try to bring me down


you is for the undisputed champ
I am the champion, no one can deny it


N is 'cause you never gonna get the mic back
Once I take the mic, you won't be able to get it back because I'm too good


K is for the niggas that I knock on they back
I knock my enemies on their back and claim my victory


Damn is feels good to see Long Beach on the map
I'm proud to represent Long Beach and put it on the map


Till the day I'm dead I'm gonna keep that shit real
I'll always be true to myself and my music, even until my last breath


Now you niggas know G-Funk's for real
I've proven that G-Funk is a real and legitimate style of music


To those people who don't believe in G-funk
I'm calling out the people who doubt or criticize G-Funk music


Tried to take my style and make a quick buck
Some people try to copy my style to make money without putting in the originality and effort


here's a message to one and all
I have a message for everyone who disrespects my style and work


Your pass is revoked
You are no longer welcome to copy or use my style without permission


Now I'm havin' a ball
I'm having fun and enjoying my success, despite the haters


Any questions come and see me
If anyone has any doubts or questions about my music, they can come directly to me


the king of G-Funk the one and only
I am the one and only king of G-Funk music


Congratulations you sound like Nate
You copied my hook so well, you sound just like Nate Dogg


You took my old hook
You copied my old hook and used it in your song


And got me paid
Your use of my hook made me money, so thanks for that


Some people are nothin' but clones
Some people have no originality and just copy others


Some people have styles of their owm
Some people have their own unique styles that are not copied


Some people are copycats
Some people copy others without creating anything original


These people can't get the mic back
These people can never achieve the same level of success and recognition that I have


Can you feel me one-hitter quitters
Can you understand my talent and my drive to succeed, or are you just giving up after one try?


You can't copy me, I'm one in a million
I'm too unique and talented to be copied by just anyone


Call any expert and you can ask him
Even experts would agree that I'm an original and talented artist


Copy machines can't copy platinum
Just copying someone else's work won't lead to the same level of success and recognition


When you feel like some cavy G-Funk
When you want to listen to some smooth and funky G-Funk music


You need some music to bumb in your trunk
You need some music to play in your car's sound system


I got a baseline, a gangsta tune
I've got the perfect combination of a funky bassline and a gangster vibe in my music


Put on the classics and your head will be movin' soon
Listen to my classic G-Funk songs and you won't be able to resist moving your head to the beat




Lyrics © ENTERTAINMENT ONE U.S. LP, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Cordazar Calvin Broadus Jr., George Clinton Jr., Philippe Wynn, Robin Y. Allen

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@EZDrumsOfficiall

I'm sippin' on Tanqueray
With my mind on my money and my mouth fulla gan-jay
R-A-G to the motherfuckin' E
Back with my nigga, S-N-double-O-P
(Yeah, and ya don't stop)
Rage in effect I just begun to rock
(I said, yeah, and you don't quit)
Hey yo Rage, would you please drop some gangsta shit?
I rock ruff and stuff with my Afro Puffs
Handcuffed as I bust, 'bout to tear shit up
Oh, what? Did ya think I, didn't ever think I
Would be the one to make you blink eye, I'm catchy like pink-eye
Never will there ever be another like me
Um, you can play the left, 'cause it ain't no right in me
Out the picture, out the frame, out the box I knock 'em all
Smack 'em out the park, like "A Friendly Game of Baseball"
Grand slam, yes, I am
Kickin' up dust and I don't give a goddamn
'Cause I'm that lyrical murderer, pleading guilty
You know from my skills I'm about to be–
Filthy, large, Rage in charge
You know what's happenin', don't try to play Raj
This ain't no rerun, see hon', don't you wanna be one
However, Rage'll wreck ya, 'cause I'm def
I kick my vocals, I loc yo, coast to coast or local, uh
I'll make 'em go coo-coo for my Cocoa
Puffin' stuff, ayo Snoop, you're up
Let these niggas know that niggas don't give a fuck

This is just a small introduction to the G-funk era
Everyday of my life I take a glimpse in the mirror
And I see motherfuckers tryin' to be like me
Ever since I put it down with the D-R-E
____


THAT RAGE'S LINES ARE SOOO FUCKIN SIIIICK



@treyvonwilliams

G Funk Intro"
(feat. Rage)

[Intro:]

Yeah....
This is another story about dogs
For the dog that don't pee on trees, is a bitch
So says Snoop Dogg, get your pooper scooper
Cuz the nigga's talkin shit
Aroof! [echoes]

[Verse One: Rage]

I'm sippin on Tanqueray
with my my mind on my money and my mouth in the ganjahy
R-A-G to the motherfuckin E
Back with my nigga S-N double O-P
[Dre] Yeah, and ya don't stop
Rage in effect I just begun to rock
[Dre] I said yeah, and you don't quit
[Snoop] Hey yo Rage would you please drop some gangsta shit
I rock ruff and stuff with my Afro Puffs
Handcuffed as I bust bout to tear shit up
Oh what did ya think I, could never think I
Would be the one to make you blink out, I catch you like Inca
Never will there ever be another like me
Um you can play the left, cuz it ain't no right in me
Out the picture out the frame out the box I knock em all
Smack em out the park, like A Friendly Game of Baseball
Grand, slam, yes I am
Kickin up dust and I don't give a god DAMN
Cuz I'm that lyrical murderer
Pleading guilty, you know for my skills I'm about to be
Filthy large, Rage in charge
You know what's happenin don't try to play large
this ain't no Rerun, see hun, don't ya wanna be one
A cover, word to wreck ya, cause I never get my vocals
I'm loco, close to Constatanople, uhhh! 
I'll make 'em go coo-coo for my Cocoa
puffin stuff, aiyyo Snoop, you're up
Let these niggaz know that niggaz don't give a fuck!

[Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg]

This is just a small introduction to the G Funk Era
Everyday of my life I take a glimpse in the mirror 
And I see motherfuckers tryin to be like me
Every since I put it down with the D-R-E

[Outro:]

Foamin at the mouth and waggin his tail
Searchin through the yards with a keen sense of smell
Lookin for the business in heat
And when he find it he'll be sniffin her seat
We travel in packs and we do it from the back
How else can you get to the booty?
We do it Doggystyle, all the while we do it Doggystyle
Yo motherfuckin hoes!!!
He fucked the fleas off a bitch
He shaked the ticks off his dick
And in the booty, he buries his motherfuckin bone
And if there's any left over
He'll roll over and take a doggy bag home

Damn, that Tanqueray is talkin to a nigga
I ain't bullshittin, one of y'all niggaz gotta get it
Man I got ta piss
Breath test?



@IProvideLyrics1924

[Intro: George Clinton]
Yeah, this is another story about dogs
For the dog that don't pee on trees is a bitch
So says Snoop Dogg
So you better get your pooper scooper, 'cause the nigga's talkin shit
Roof! Roof! Roof! Roof! Roof!

[Verse 1: The Lady of Rage, (Dr. Dre), & Snoop Dogg]
I'm sippin' on Tanqueray
With my mind on my money and my mouth fulla gan-jay
R-A-G to the motherfuckin' E
Back with my nigga, S-N-double-O-P
(Yeah, and ya don't stop)
Rage in effect I just begun to rock
(I said, yeah, and you don't quit)
Hey yo Rage, would you please drop some gangsta shit?
I rock ruff and stuff with my Afro Puffs
Handcuffed as I bust, 'bout to tear shit up
Oh, what? Did ya think I, didn't ever think I
Would be the one to make you blink eye, I'm catchy like pink-eye
Never will there ever be another like me
Um, you can play the left, 'cause it ain't no right in me
Out the picture, out the frame, out the box I knock 'em all
Smack 'em out the park, like "A Friendly Game of Baseball"
Grand slam, yes, I am
Kickin' up dust and I don't give a goddamn
'Cause I'm that lyrical murderer, pleading guilty
You know from my skills I'm about to be–
Filthy, large, Rage in charge
You know what's happenin', don't try to play Raj
This ain't no rerun, see hon', don't you wanna be one
However, Rage'll wreck ya, 'cause I'm def
I kick my vocals, I loc yo, coast to coast or local, uh
I'll make 'em go coo-coo for my Cocoa
Puffin' stuff, ayo Snoop, you're up
Let these niggas know that niggas don't give a fuck


[Bridge: Snoop Dogg]
This is just a small introduction to the G-funk era
Everyday of my life I take a glimpse in the mirror
And I see motherfuckers tryin' to be like me
Ever since I put it down with the D-R-E

[Outro: George Clinton]
Foamin' at the mouth and waggin' his tail
Searchin through the yard with a keen sense of smell
Lookin' for the business in heat
And when he find it he'll be sniffin her seat
We travel in packs and we do it from the back
How else can you get to the booty?
We do it doggystyle, all the while we do it doggystyle
Yo motherfuckin' hoe!
He fucked the fleas off the bitch, he shaked the ticks off his dick
And in the booty, he buries his motherfuckin' bone
And if there's any left over, he'll roll over and take a doggy bag home

[Skit: Daz Dillinger & Snoop Dogg]
Damn, that Tanqueray is talkin' to a nigga
I ain't bullshittin', one of y'all niggas gotta get it
Man, I got to piss
Breath test?



All comments from YouTube:

@100mexk

this verse from rage is harder than people's entire careers

@alanreda2140

100mexk 👊

@bradywayne3735

Right On..

@malekbouaoune5202

So true she killed cardi b and nikki career just with this verse

@George-jx3pt

Which

@youknowwhatsupdudes

@Malek Bouaoune Well, they weren't even born yet. So likely she helped pave thier way.

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@GGGG-sn3ji

Eminem and Lady of Rage should make a like 10min song together... cuz both will need about 5min each to show off their AWESOMENESS!!

@gurudedicationananda5398

Shut the f*ck up you ignorant Eminem minion. My Virgin Mom is the Lady of Rage Yoruichi, Goddess Kalima, and she would NEVER make a song with Eminem666. I am Jah Jesus Christ Snoop Doggy Dogg Burning Ganja Tree and I am hurt by what you said. I am My Virgin Mommy the Lady of Rage Yoruichi's only child ever, and my name is Nishith Vijay. Queen and King Death Row Blue Raspberry and Snoop Doggy Dogg WON, Eminem666 Satan LOST. We HATE all of you Eminem minions, fans, lovers, and worshippers, you all love and worship Satan. You are below filth.

@sollysuliman2357

That Lady of Rage intro tho 🔥🔥🔥

@pascalbagur6430

Best Rap's Album of the History, in my opinion... 13 pure titles : nothing to throw, everything is good... Perfect !

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