Gun Smoke
Snoop Dogg Lyrics


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Snoop Dogg, what up, cuh?
What up, Snoop Dogg? What's up, my nigga?
What a G, what up, though, my nigga? What's happenin' with it?
Shit, you know me, my nigga (blaze that shit up)
Aww, they in the 'Nati just doin' what I do, haha
Oh, for real? Sure, I could dig that
Oh, you wanna hear that?
What a G, nigga, I am where it's cookin' at
Nigga, ain't no lookin' back
Nigga, what you lookin' at?
Lost it in the dice game, took it back
Look at that nigga with the black on
Me and Tek back on
I'm the rapper, so I got to get my rap on
He's the producer with the bass
Now clap on, snap on my fit
Shoot it, shawty, hit it (ooh)
Lit it slow, really, though, from the city, though
Where they kill for a penny
Shot him, saved him, sent him back to the hideaway
I'm tryna find a ride away
Grew up on the darker side, pray for a brighter day
Fuck the alphabet, PD and the C to the I, the A
Every nigga grab a K, aim it in the same way
Until they fuckin' go away
Bang it 'til they blow away
Tryna do a show a day
Raised my level, lowered my car
And shoot at these motherfuckin' fake rap stars (nope)
I'd rather not, too much time to be taken
Ain't no fakin' when you cakin' and bakin'
And makin' moves like a CEO
Tellin' on the G, a ho
Threw up the set to seek a friend or foe
'Cause I ain't got nothin' for 'em but some info
Small bag of Indo, a pot to piss in
And a one-room flat so he can throw it out the window
Yep, Tek, this my intro, haha
Doggy, where you hangin' at?
Homie, can you bring it back?
We need some money and some things and a starter pack




A few tickets and we'll kick it back to you, loc
No thang, a friendly game of some gun smoke

Overall Meaning

In "Gun Smoke," Snoop Dogg engages in a conversation with a fellow rapper named "Tek" about their experiences on the streets. The opening lines establish a casual and friendly exchange between the two, expressing familiarity and a shared understanding of their lifestyles. Snoop Dogg references his time in Cincinnati ("the 'Nati") and implies that he is simply doing what he does best. The conversation transitions into a discussion about their respective roles in the rap industry, with Snoop Dogg asserting his rapper status and Tek being the producer responsible for the bass. They unite to create music that resonates, utilizing their individual talents.


The lyrics then delve into Snoop Dogg's upbringing in a rough environment, where violence is prevalent and people are driven by desperation. He acknowledges that he has witnessed and participated in criminal activities in his past. Despite the hardships he faced, he hopes for a brighter future and tries to distance himself from negative influences. Snoop Dogg expresses a disdain for those who fake their success in the music industry, proclaiming he would rather focus on building his own empire rather than trying to tear others down.


Throughout the song, the concept of "gun smoke" is used metaphorically. It embodies their gritty experiences and serves as a reminder of the streets they came from. The phrase "gun smoke" represents their determination to persevere and succeed, using their music as a vehicle to escape their troubled pasts.


Line by Line Meaning

What a G, nigga, I am where it's cookin' at
I'm a gangster, I'm in the midst of the action


Nigga, ain't no lookin' back
There's no going back


Nigga, what you lookin' at?
Why are you staring?


Lost it in the dice game, took it back
I lost in a gambling game, but I got it back


Look at that nigga with the black on
Check out that guy dressed in black


Me and Tek back on
Me and Tek (referring to a person) are back together


I'm the rapper, so I got to get my rap on
As the rapper, it's my duty to start rapping


He's the producer with the bass
He is the producer responsible for the bass


Now clap on, snap on my fit
Now applaud and appreciate my outfit


Shoot it, shawty, hit it (ooh)
Take a shot, girl, enjoy it


Lit it slow, really, though, from the city, though
We're smoking marijuana slowly, for real, from the city


Where they kill for a penny
In this place, people are willing to kill for very little


Shot him, saved him, sent him back to the hideaway
Shot him, saved his life, and sent him back to where he was hiding


I'm tryna find a ride away
I'm trying to find an escape route


Grew up on the darker side, pray for a brighter day
I grew up in a rough environment, hoping for a better future


Fuck the alphabet, PD and the C to the I, the A
I don't care about the police and their investigations


Every nigga grab a K, aim it in the same way
Every person should grab a gun (AK-47) and aim it the same way


Until they fuckin' go away
Keep shooting until they are gone


Bang it 'til they blow away
Keep shooting until they disappear


Tryna do a show a day
Trying to perform a concert every day


Raised my level, lowered my car
I improved myself while downgrading my car


And shoot at these motherfuckin' fake rap stars (nope)
And target these fake rap artists with gunfire (nope)


I'd rather not, too much time to be taken
I prefer not to engage in violence, it will waste too much time


Ain't no fakin' when you cakin' and bakin'
There's no pretending when you're making money and hustling


And makin' moves like a CEO
And making strategic moves like a CEO


Tellin' on the G, a ho
Snitching on a gangster, a person is a traitor


Threw up the set to seek a friend or foe
Raised my gang affiliation to determine friend or enemy


'Cause I ain't got nothin' for 'em but some info
Because I don't have anything for them except information


Small bag of Indo, a pot to piss in
A small amount of marijuana, and not much else


And a one-room flat so he can throw it out the window
And a small apartment where he can throw it away discretely


Yep, Tek, this my intro, haha
Yes, Tek (referring to a person), this is my introduction


Doggy, where you hangin' at?
Hey, doggy, where are you currently located?


Homie, can you bring it back?
Friend, can you return or restore the situation?


We need some money and some things and a starter pack
We require money, various items, and a beginner's package


A few tickets and we'll kick it back to you, loc
A few concert tickets, and we'll repay you, my friend


No thang, a friendly game of some gun smoke
No problem, just a casual game involving gunfire




Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Calvin Broadus, Tony Cottrell

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Ross Fyles Tha Don

Can we just appreciate Snoop been giving us dope music since 1992 ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ 30 years strong

Bruce Wayne

Remember snoop lion?

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@Bruce Wayne yamon bomboclat

Karen Packett

Already!!! ๐Ÿ”ฅ

Local Mechanic

Of course..
I mean killing 2pac,eazy-e...

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Absolutely ๐Ÿ’ฏ since deep cover.

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Anti Skandalouz Entertainment

Snoop is one of the only rappers who can stay relevant for 30 years and still drop classic albums ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ

Awoodward7899

Bizzy been on it

lilripsta111

Bone been doing it too

MicFiend

@Awoodward7899 no not on this level

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