Hollywood Bank Robbery
Snoop Dogg Lyrics


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Intro: daz & (tray deee) talking

Let's get paid tray deee
(shit what else we gon' do? )
Hit this shit!
(fuck it, we're gonna go through wit it)
That's what I'm sayin!
(we're layin everybody in this motherfucker, daz
That's when we gonna go after the cheese, ya ready? )
Everybody lay the fuck down!!!!

Verse 1: daz dillinger

A nigga mash in the bank for loot
The robbery's committed and I'm prepared to shoot
Blast em with the cops on pursuit
It's all about cheese, I got the nibblin like rats
Hop over da corner get them fillin up my sack
Pistol whip a couple and let them know I mean bidness
Niggas been tryin ta get in for years, I mean killin
To master a ride out, get ghost to hide out
Count my green, enforce my team
It ain't a small-time dream no mo'
What make the world go round? it's money, cars, bitches and dough

Chorus: daz

See we the gang, we mash and blast to maintain
Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane
We the gang, we mash to maintain
Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane

Verse 2: tray deee

Covered in armour, five seconds till we smuggle the spot
First motherfucker reachin for the button get shot
Got the m-1-6 plus the clips to work
Six minutes to be in and get the chips and skirt
Scoot loot, one shot they holler and drop
Pop the duffle and shovel in dollars in knots
Got the whole room hostage, straight no nonsense
The object is stompin accomplished profits
And never had no mercy for the victim
Die, motherfucker, die if that's what it take to make me richer

Chorus: tray deee

See we the gang, we mash and blast to maintain
Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane
See we the gang, we mash and blast to maintain
Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane
We the gang!

Verse 3: daz

G's forgetten that a is for anybody killin in it
For them niggas, the g's we be gettin
Watch out when the 9 spit, blast irrapidly
Too late the cops at the bank and they got to me
Empty the bread out the safe, make I escape
Make a dumb move for the moves you make
Kaboom, let the drama unfold, blast, reload
$70 million out the back door, why'know
Me and tray deee hits deep, hear the *? 'plaud? * and the scherm is blood
Let's hit the store, start robbin for more
Checkin niggas, wreckin niggas right at they front door
Bangin niggas, gankin niggas for what that ain't yours
Hood operator and none too greater
With the infiltrator bustin on these gangsta haters
Stuck in the zone, havin papers, havin more zone
Finally puttin meat on my bones (at ease)

Chorus: daz

See we the gang, we mash and blast to maintain
Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane (got us all insane)
We the gang, we mash to maintain
Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane

Verse 4: snoop doggy dogg, kurupt

See we're ridin, we're stealin, we're killin, we're dealin
And stickin up you bitch ass niggas
I say we ride eastside, slide forever in a day
The dpg way!
Look here takin your shit is like taking your bitches
Quick as I spin this is as quick as she get
Nigga I'm a ridah and that's on this
We ain't gon' dip until we get them chips
We splits the shit up, what I folds
Got a army full of doggs and soldiers full of loccs
Two hundred spokes witta pocket full of notes
Banktellers *? shout? * wit my hand around the throat
Reach for my colt but on another note
I gotta shake the spot, they just called the cops, hmm
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
I point my pistols at the pig, die motherfucker die!!!

All the homeys saggin, unload the magnum
E'rybody dashin, dippin wit the cash-in
The homeboys blastin, cop cars crashin
Got all smashin hearts of assassins
Hold up there's the cut (what? ), duck
Cock back, soon as you look up, nigga dump
See the stick-up, my mind on a trip on tweak
And I'm dyin wit the homeys before they catch me
We're blastin!





Chorus x2

Overall Meaning

The song "Hollywood Bank Robbery" by Snoop Dogg tells the story of a group of gang members who plan and execute a bank robbery. The lyrics depict their mindset and actions during the heist, emphasizing their determination to obtain money and secure their gang's power.


In the first verse, Daz Dillinger describes his role in the robbery and expresses his readiness to use violence if necessary. He mentions the pursuit of money (referred to as cheese) and the thrill of taking control by robbing the bank. The chorus reinforces the idea that their gang is driven by the pursuit of wealth, as it includes references to weed, money, and cocaine, symbolizing the extravagant lifestyle they desire.


Tray Deee takes over in the second verse, describing the calculated approach they take to the robbery. He mentions arming themselves and the strict measures they employ to prevent interference, especially mentioning the consequences for anyone trying to stop them. Tray Deee demonstrates a complete disregard for human life, willing to kill in order to increase his own wealth.


Daz continues in the third verse, emphasizing the gang's lack of mercy and their mastery of robbery tactics. He includes vivid imagery of violence and chaos at the bank, as they carry out the robbery successfully and escape with a significant amount of money. He also mentions their readiness to commit more crimes, indicating an ongoing cycle of criminal activity.


In the final verse, Snoop Dogg and Kurupt join in, further emphasizing the gang's relentless pursuit of power and wealth. They express their commitment to riding together and taking what they want without hesitation. The mention of the police being called adds a sense of urgency and danger to the situation. The final lines depict a chaotic scene with gunshots and police cars crashing, underscoring the violence and criminality present throughout the song.


Overall, "Hollywood Bank Robbery" portrays a group of individuals motivated by greed and a thirst for power. It represents an exaggerated and glorified depiction of the criminal lifestyle, showcasing the allure and consequences of a life focused on illegal activities.


Line by Line Meaning

A nigga mash in the bank for loot
I forcefully enter the bank to steal money


The robbery's committed and I'm prepared to shoot
I have already committed the robbery and I am ready to use my gun if necessary


Blast em with the cops on pursuit
I shoot at the police who are chasing us


It's all about cheese, I got the nibblin like rats
Our main motivation is money, and we have everyone's attention


Hop over da corner get them fillin up my sack
I quickly move to another area and collect more money


Pistol whip a couple and let them know I mean bidness
I use my gun to hit a couple of people and show them that I am serious


Niggas been tryin ta get in for years, I mean killin
There have been people trying to be successful for a long time, even resorting to violence


To master a ride out, get ghost to hide out
To escape smoothly and disappear to a safe place to hide


Count my green, enforce my team
I count my money and strengthen my crew


It ain't a small-time dream no mo'
This is not just a small-scale ambition anymore


What make the world go round? it's money, cars, bitches and dough
Money, material possessions, women, and success are what drive the world


Covered in armour, five seconds till we smuggle the spot
We are wearing protective gear and have only a few seconds to enter the location


First motherfucker reachin for the button get shot
If someone tries to activate the alarm, they will be shot


Got the m-1-6 plus the clips to work
I have a powerful firearm with the necessary ammunition


Six minutes to be in and get the chips and skirt
We have a limited time to enter, steal the money, and escape


Scoot loot, one shot they holler and drop
We quickly grab the money, and if someone resists, we shoot them


Pop the duffle and shovel in dollars in knots
We open the bag and fill it with stacks of cash


Got the whole room hostage, straight no nonsense
We have taken everyone in the room as hostages, and there will be no negotiation


The object is stompin accomplished profits
The goal is to maximize our monetary gain


And never had no mercy for the victim
We show no compassion towards those affected by our actions


Die, motherfucker, die if that's what it take to make me richer
I am willing to kill someone if it means increasing my wealth


See we're ridin, we're stealin, we're killin, we're dealin
We engage in robbery, violence, and illegal activities to survive


And stickin up you bitch ass niggas
We rob and intimidate people we perceive as weak or inferior


I say we ride eastside, slide forever in a day
We continue to operate and commit crimes on the east side indefinitely


The dpg way!
We follow the Dogg Pound Gangsta gang's methods and principles


Taking your shit is like taking your bitches
Stealing from you is equivalent to stealing your women


Quick as I spin this is as quick as she get
As soon as I approach a woman, she shows interest


Nigga I'm a ridah and that's on this
I am a fearless individual, and that's a fact


We ain't gon' dip until we get them chips
We will not leave until we have successfully acquired the money


We splits the shit up, what I folds
We divide the money amongst ourselves, and I keep my share


Got a army full of doggs and soldiers full of loccs
I have a loyal group of friends and associates who are ready to commit crimes


Two hundred spokes witta pocket full of notes
I have a fancy car with customized wheels and a wallet full of cash


Banktellers *? shout? * wit my hand around the throat
As I hold a bank employee by the throat, they fearfully comply


Reach for my colt but on another note
If someone tries to resist, I am prepared to use my gun


I gotta shake the spot, they just called the cops, hmm
I need to leave quickly because someone has alerted the police


Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
I am trapped with no escape


I point my pistols at the pig, die motherfucker die!!!
I aim my guns at the police officer, wishing for them to die


All the homeys saggin, unload the magnum
All my friends lower their pants, revealing their weapons


E'rybody dashin, dippin wit the cash-in
Everyone starts running, escaping with the stolen money


The homeboys blastin, cop cars crashin
My friends shoot at the police, causing their cars to crash


Got all smashin hearts of assassins
We are successful and ruthless criminals


Hold up there's the cut (what? ), duck
Wait, there's an escape route, get down


Cock back, soon as you look up, nigga dump
As soon as you raise your head, I shoot


See the stick-up, my mind on a trip on tweak
I am fully focused on the robbery, my thoughts consumed by the crime


And I'm dyin wit the homeys before they catch me
I would rather die alongside my friends than be captured by the police


We're blastin!
We are using our guns aggressively!




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