Oh No
Snoop Dogg Lyrics


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[50]
It's 50 dent & S-N-double O-P
You don't want no snoop & you don't want it wit me

[Chorus (50 cent)]
Every time I come around they like "Oh No"
I get to tripping, slap the clip up in my 44
Shit I been through in my hood made my heart cold
I get to popping off that thing like I'm loco
No sense in copping pleas when you see my knife out (knife out)
Motherfuckers light out (lights out)
Here comes Snoop, uh (oh shit) (Oh No)
Sup Nigga, sup now, huh? (Oh No)

[Snoop]
Ricky Ticky Timble, see's is the symbol
Corduroy khakis, stacies & brimmed up
Straight razors just to keep you trimmed up
1-8-7, oh yeah, now you remember
He's electrifying & original
So gangster, Snoop Dogg the criminal
The one you hate to love, in the club, in the cut
Hugged up wit yo bitch, nigga I don't give a shit
You better check that ho, that's what wreckin G
Now step your game down, cause ain't no checkin me
You'll be respecting me until you leave this room
Or my gat'll go boom, bullets go zoom
Now your names on a tomb
They pouring out liquor wit no room to consume, you silly bafoon
I pop niggas like balloons, I ain't feeling 'em
Walking in my big blue chucks cause I'm killing 'em

[Chorus]

Hey what up 'cause, it's 50 cent;
What's happening nigga?

[50 Cent:]
Ever since the moment I was born I been dying (Yea)
Hundred miles an hour pulse flying wit my eye, an
He who fears fate lives like a coward
You go against me, you'll be devoured
Then you get to popping you'll have a change of heart
I hit your chest a couple times you'll have to change your heart
Have doc using donors, dead niggas with spare parts
You come back wit lungs of a snitch, an the heart of a dead nark
Niggas never see the light till it spark
Then they bleed, it get cold, then shit get dark
You can call me the beast from the east, I run these streets
You can eat hollow tip shells or you can work for me
These rap niggas crazy, my mercy has limits
Push Me, a hundred revolvers'll get to spinning
Your services are no longer needed, Rock-a-bye baby
My bitch'll do it to you with a lil 380 (Yea)

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg]
I'm bailing through the door again
Let the Momo pour again
Me & my ho again
Yea she got the four up in this motherfucker
And I'ma bust it if you try to rush us or touch us or sucker duck us
It'll crack off, Now back off, real slow
An if you don't know, I never hesitate to shoot a ho
Yea that's my reputation, you test my patience &
You & your fam, bam, gon hear the blam, blam
Goddammit I'm at it again
They done let that bitch nigga up outta the pen
And now he looking for me, what the heck, my game is built on respect
Now I'm breathing down your motherfucking neck
I dumps till my clips is empty
I'm heading down Willshire to San Vicente
And when I get there don't ask who sent me
Just take them shots an drop it like it's hot
Bitch Nigga

[Chorus]

Ha-ha-ha
Yea Nigga
Just when you thought I was gone
Slide back up on you like the wind nigga




Hurricane D-O-Double G
With the G, G, G, G, G, G-unit

Overall Meaning

The song "Oh No" by Snoop Dogg and Fifty Cent is a gangster rap track about their life and experiences on the streets. The lyrics describe the harsh realities of their neighborhood: the violence, the drugs, and the constant threat of danger. They talk about people who don't want any trouble with them, as they have guns and knives and are not afraid to use them. The chorus talks about how people around them react when they come around, saying "Oh No," implying that they know that trouble is close by.


The verses by Snoop Dogg and Fifty Cent are full of menacing lyrics and aggressive delivery. They take pride in being the most dangerous and respected people in their community. They describe themselves as criminals, gangsters, and killers, who have been through so much that their hearts have turned cold. They talk about how they keep a straight razor handy to keep themselves well-groomed, while also using it as a weapon. They also speak about their reputation and how they are feared by others. The song ends with Snoop Dogg declaring that he will always be a threat, and his enemies will never be safe as long as he is around.


The song is intended to showcase Snoop Dogg and Fifty Cent's raw and unapologetic style, a genre that became popular in the late '90s and early 2000s. The music video features the two stars driving around in a flashy car, rapping their lyrics while showing off their jewelry and guns.


Line by Line Meaning

It's 50 dent & S-N-double O-P
50 Cent and Snoop Dogg are together.


You don't want no snoop & you don't want it wit me
You don't want to mess with me or Snoop Dogg.


Every time I come around they like "Oh No"
People react negatively when they see me.


I get to tripping, slap the clip up in my 44
I become agitated or angry and load my gun.


Shit I been through in my hood made my heart cold
My experiences in my neighborhood have made me cold-hearted.


I get to popping off that thing like I'm loco
I start shooting my gun as if I'm crazy.


No sense in copping pleas when you see my knife out (knife out)
Don't try to plead with me when I have a knife out.


Motherfuckers light out (lights out)
People run away when they see me.


Here comes Snoop, uh (oh shit) (Oh No)
Snoop Dogg is coming and people are scared.


Sup Nigga, sup now, huh? (Oh No)
What's up now? Are you scared of me?


Ricky Ticky Timble, see's is the symbol
I'm introducing myself with a nickname.


Corduroy khakis, stacies & brimmed up
I'm wearing corduroy pants, Stacy Adams shoes, and a hat.


Straight razors just to keep you trimmed up
I carry straight razors to groom myself.


1-8-7, oh yeah, now you remember
187 is a reference to murder, now you understand.


He's electrifying & original
I'm charismatic and unique.


So gangster, Snoop Dogg the criminal
I'm a criminal and gangster.


The one you hate to love, in the club, in the cut
You can't help but like me, even though I'm often hidden in the club.


Hugged up wit yo bitch, nigga I don't give a shit
I'm with your girlfriend and I don't care how you feel about it.


You better check that ho, that's what wreckin G
You need to check your girlfriend, that's what the gangsters do.


Now step your game down, cause ain't no checkin me
Lower your level because you can't compete with me.


You'll be respecting me until you leave this room
You'll fear and respect me until you're gone.


Or my gat'll go boom, bullets go zoom
I'll shoot you with my gun.


Now your names on a tomb
You're dead and buried.


They pouring out liquor wit no room to consume, you silly bafoon
People are pouring liquor for the dead, you foolish person.


I pop niggas like balloons, I ain't feeling 'em
I kill people easily, I have no remorse.


Walking in my big blue chucks cause I'm killing 'em
I'm wearing blue Converse shoes and I'm doing great.


Ever since the moment I was born I been dying (Yea)
I feel like I've been dying since birth.


Hundred miles an hour pulse flying wit my eye, an
My heart is racing and I'm ready for anything.


He who fears fate lives like a coward
If you're afraid of death, you're living like a coward.


You go against me, you'll be devoured
If you challenge me, you'll lose everything.


Then you get to popping you'll have a change of heart
When I start shooting, you'll be scared.


I hit your chest a couple times you'll have to change your heart
If I shoot you in the chest, you'll be forced to change your attitude.


Have doc using donors, dead niggas with spare parts
Doctors will use organs from dead people to keep you alive.


You come back wit lungs of a snitch, an the heart of a dead nark
If you survive, you'll be a snitch and a worthless person.


Niggas never see the light till it spark
Some people don't realize the seriousness of a situation until it's too late.


Then they bleed, it get cold, then shit get dark
When people get shot, they bleed and then things get dark.


You can call me the beast from the east, I run these streets
I'm the leader of the streets on the east coast.


You can eat hollow tip shells or you can work for me
You can die or you can work for me.


These rap niggas crazy, my mercy has limits
Other rappers are insane and I have a limit to my mercy and tolerance.


Push Me, a hundred revolvers'll get to spinning
If you push my limits, I'll start shooting a lot of guns.


Your services are no longer needed, Rock-a-bye baby
I don't need your help anymore, goodbye.


My bitch'll do it to you with a lil 380 (Yea)
My girlfriend will shoot you with a small gun.


I'm bailing through the door again
I'm leaving through the door again.


Let the Momo pour again
I'm going to drink more Momo (a type of alcohol).


Me & my ho again
I'm with my girlfriend again.


Yea she got the four up in this motherfucker
She has a gun with her.


And I'ma bust it if you try to rush us or touch us or sucker duck us
I'll shoot you if you try to attack or rob us.


It'll crack off, Now back off, real slow
The situation will become violent if you don't back off slowly.


An if you don't know, I never hesitate to shoot a ho
If you're unaware, I'm not afraid to shoot someone (even my girlfriend).


Yea that's my reputation, you test my patience &
I'm known for being violent, so don't test me.


You & your fam, bam, gon hear the blam, blam
You and your family will hear my gunshots.


Goddammit I'm at it again
I'm causing trouble again.


They done let that bitch nigga up outta the pen
This weak person was released from prison.


And now he looking for me, what the heck, my game is built on respect
This person is looking for me, but my reputation is based on respect.


Now I'm breathing down your motherfucking neck
I'm right behind you and I'm angry.


I dumps till my clips is empty
I shoot until I run out of bullets.


I'm heading down Willshire to San Vicente
I'm going down these streets in LA.


And when I get there don't ask who sent me
When I arrive, don't ask why I'm there.


Just take them shots an drop it like it's hot
Just get shot and fall to the ground.


Bitch Nigga
Insult directed towards someone.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: SAMUEL PETER WYNNE RILEY, GEORGE WILLIAM DAVID RILEY, GARETH JOHN DAVIES, WILLIAM JAMES NEWMAN, DAVID COLIN WEBSTER, JUSTIN JACKSON, ALISTAIR DAVID STOBBART, MICHAEL JOSEPH MCCARTHY

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