Still A G Thang
Snoop Dogg Lyrics


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Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm finna be in the corner in my lowrider, dawg
Ya heard me?

Hm, yeah (whoa)
Top dollar with the gold flea collar
Yeah, it's still a G thang
It's time for all the lowriders out there (top dollar with the gold flea collar)
Yeah
All the dippers, you like to get ya dip on
Hit a switch or two, bang a corna' sittin' on threes
Yeah, right (top dollar with the gold flea collar)
Trip

It's like four and to the five and to the six and to the seven
I once was told that all Doggs go to Heaven
Well, how ya been? Where ya been and what it look like?
My game trump tight especially when it bump like
Four DPG's gettin' crazy
And No Limit is the label that pays me
Ridin' 'round town layin' game down like Goldie
And I remember what my mama showed me
Told me game recognize game
And stay true to what ya do and don't be ashamed
I got all my game from her sometimes I have to wonder
How I keep from goin' under, I'm a cold mothafucka
I fall to my knees and thank God before I do my thang (thank God)
I don't know why, I love to gangbang
See life ain't nothin' but a twist anyway, bitch, anyway
You can say what you wanna say
Just don't get in my way 'cause I'm a mean, old
Fiend know, C know and P know, see loc'
We make music for the thugs and the bangers
And the bitches
Fuck you R&B singers
She want a nigga with his khacki's hangin' real low
In a black (yeah) rag Sixty-four, hmm
Rollin' down the street lookin' way clean (way clean)
Bangin' that real shit, nigga like Al Green
I'm headed straight to the LB (LBC)
Forget it, that's what they tell me
Sell me everythang except some bullshit
And when it's time for the gunfight, nigga pull quick
'Cause ain't nothin' butter but us
And nigga you'll get wet up for fuckin' with my cheddar
It's cold outside, nigga grab ya sweater
And that bad bitch you fuckin' with
Nigga, she get ya set up
Boy, you done, put all ya trust in that ho
Didn't ya see what happened to the President Niggaro?
Livin' in a tight house, big as the White House
You fucked around and stuck ya dick
In that white bitch mouth
What you talkin' 'bout? (Huh?)
Fool, I'm dirty like the South
And to be real, I feel that's how I'm comin' out
Back on the ho stroll, highway pimp patrol
Put ya cuffs on ya, girl, nigga let her off parole
Man, nigga way cold with his game
What's his mothafuckin' name? Who me?
I'm the capital S, I don't fuck with stress
N double O-P D-O, mothafuckin' double G
The coldest entertainer, gangbanger since Alphonz Capone (say that then)
Count money like Basie, police tryna chase me
Niggas try to replace me but you can't
I'm ridin' in a tank, I'm blowin' hella dank
So whether ridin' in ya lo-lo or smokin' on some doe doe
Spread the word and take the photo
The Last Don done hooked up with the mothafuckin'
King of the coast with the most, here's a toast
And Snoop Dogg is the representer
Through the niggas and G's through the LBC's
And the Calio projects, Brooklyn to Queens
Chi-town, whoa now, the Dogg Pound in the house
Every time we touch down right next to my hometown
D-town (Detroit), Eastside St. Louis (St. Louis)
Spokane, get ya money, man, tic-tock (tic-tock)
Little Rock, right next to Houston, Texas
Home of Rap-A-Lot, we like to jack a lot (uh-huh)
Gimme what ya got (yeah), let me get that up out ya
Nigga, I got ya somethin' for the summertime while it's hot
And got the bitches posted up in the parkin' lot
And guess what? (What?)
She want the nigga with the biggest nuts (who dat?)
A nigga who don't give a fuck
Ya see, niggas like me, all we see is
Money, power moves, and a bitch a week
And last but not least my nigga B-O-Z
Much love from the N.O, my nigga, feel me?
And my little cousin D-A-Z, forever, nigga
This DPGC, and oh, yeah, and Dr. D-R-E (Dr. Dre)
You know where I'm at, nigga, holla at me
Get at me, holla at me, nigga, holla at a Dogg that's real
Y'all niggas know what's happenin'
It's still a (DPG)
It's still a G thang

It's still a G thang (DPG)
It's still a G thang
It's still a G thang (DPG)

It's still a G thang
It's still a G thang (nigga, DPG)

Yeah, and No Limit
From the LPG
Yeah, No Limit, yeah yeah
LPC, yeah rise
LPC, yeah, rise rise
LPC, uh-huh




Yeah, for life, for life
Low rise, something for the lowriders

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Snoop Dogg’s “Still A G Thang” talk about a lot of things, including cruising around in a lowrider, living the gangster life, and staying true to oneself. The first few lines talk about how the rapper is going to be in the corner in his lowrider, letting the world know that he’s still got it. He then talks about his gold flea collar and how he’s still a G, implying that despite his success and fame, he hasn’t lost his edge.


The lyrics then take a nostalgic turn, as Snoop talks about how he was once told that all dogs go to heaven. He then muses about his life, where he’s been, and what it looks like. He talks about how he got his game from his mama, who taught him to stay true to himself and not be ashamed of what he does. He also acknowledges that life is unpredictable and that anything can happen, even to someone as tough as him.


Overall, the song is about how Snoop Dogg is still a gangster and a force to be reckoned with. He talks about his love for cruising around in lowriders, his disdain for R&B singers, and his appreciation for his family and the struggles they’ve gone through. The lyrics are straightforward, but they’re also honest and authentic, which is what makes Snoop Dogg so popular and timeless.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Expressing excitement and enthusiasm


I'm finna be in the corner in my lowrider, dawg
I'm about to be in the corner with my lowrider car, my friend


Ya heard me?
Do you understand what I'm saying?


Hm, yeah (whoa)
Expressing contemplation and agreement


Top dollar with the gold flea collar
Having a lot of money and wearing expensive jewelry


Yeah, it's still a G thang
The gangster lifestyle continues to be important


It's time for all the lowriders out there (top dollar with the gold flea collar)
It's time for all the people with lowrider cars to enjoy themselves


All the dippers, you like to get ya dip on
All the people who enjoy dipping their lowrider cars


Hit a switch or two, bang a corna' sittin' on threes
Activate the hydraulics and make the car bounce, showing off with the car's wheels


Yeah, right (top dollar with the gold flea collar)
Yes, that's correct (having a lot of money and wearing expensive jewelry)


Trip
Expression of surprise or amazement


It's like four and to the five and to the six and to the seven
Referring to counting in numerical sequence


I once was told that all Doggs go to Heaven
Someone once told me that all gangsters like myself go to Heaven


Well, how ya been? Where ya been and what it look like?
How have you been? Where have you been and what does it look like?


My game trump tight especially when it bump like
My style and skills are exceptionally good, especially when it's noticeable


Four DPG's gettin' crazy
Four Dogg Pound Gangsters (DPG) are acting wild and reckless


And No Limit is the label that pays me
The No Limit record label is the one that provides financial support


Ridin' 'round town layin' game down like Goldie
Driving around town and impressing people with my charm and confidence like the character Goldie from the movie 'The Mack'


And I remember what my mama showed me
I recall the lessons my mother taught me


Told me game recognize game
She taught me that people who understand the hustle can identify it in others


And stay true to what ya do and don't be ashamed
Remain committed to your actions and don't feel guilty about them


I got all my game from her sometimes I have to wonder
I learned everything I know from her, and at times I marvel at it


How I keep from goin' under, I'm a cold mothafucka
I wonder how I manage to avoid failure, I'm tough and heartless


I fall to my knees and thank God before I do my thang (thank God)
I humbly express gratitude to God before I engage in my gangster activities


I don't know why, I love to gangbang
I don't fully understand why, but I have a strong affection for participating in gang activities


See life ain't nothin' but a twist anyway, bitch, anyway
Life is full of unexpected turns and challenges, regardless of how you feel about it


You can say what you wanna say
You can express your opinions freely


Just don't get in my way 'cause I'm a mean, old
Just avoid interfering with me because I can be aggressive and dangerous


Fiend know, C know and P know, see loc'
The addicts, the criminals, and the gang members know, understand, and recognize me, listen carefully


We make music for the thugs and the bangers
Our music is created for the criminals and the violent individuals


And the bitches
And the women


Fuck you R&B singers
Disregard and disrespect R&B singers


She want a nigga with his khacki's hangin' real low
She desires a man whose baggy pants are hanging very low


In a black (yeah) rag Sixty-four, hmm
Driving a black lowrider car with custom modifications, hmm


Rollin' down the street lookin' way clean (way clean)
Driving around the neighborhood, appearing very stylish


Bangin' that real shit, nigga like Al Green
Playing authentic and raw music, like the soul singer Al Green


I'm headed straight to the LB (LBC)
I'm proceeding directly to Long Beach (LBC)


Forget it, that's what they tell me
Never mind, that's what people advise me


Sell me everythang except some bullshit
They try to sell me everything except for lies and deception


And when it's time for the gunfight, nigga pull quick
And when it's time for a shootout, be ready to draw your weapon quickly


'Cause ain't nothin' butter but us
Because there's nothing else but our gang here


And nigga you'll get wet up for fuckin' with my cheddar
And you will face severe consequences for messing with my money


It's cold outside, nigga grab ya sweater
The weather is chilly, so make sure to grab your sweater


And that bad bitch you fuckin' with
And the attractive woman you are involved with


Nigga, she get ya set up
She will betray you and lead you into a dangerous situation


Boy, you done, put all ya trust in that ho
You've made the mistake of trusting that promiscuous woman


Didn't ya see what happened to the President Niggaro?
Didn't you witness the consequences faced by the President Niggaro (a fictional character), who made a similar mistake?


Livin' in a tight house, big as the White House
Living in a luxurious and extravagant mansion, just as grand as the White House


You fucked around and stuck ya dick
You foolishly engaged in sexual activity


In that white bitch mouth
With that Caucasian woman


What you talkin' 'bout? (Huh?)
What are you talking about? (Do you not understand my point?)


Fool, I'm dirty like the South
Fool, I'm ruthless and grimy, just like the Southern states


And to be real, I feel that's how I'm comin' out
To be honest, that's how I present myself


Back on the ho stroll, highway pimp patrol
Returning to the area where prostitutes walk, and maintaining control over them


Put ya cuffs on ya, girl, nigga let her off parole
Put handcuffs on your woman, as a symbol of ownership, and free her from any restrictions


Man, nigga way cold with his game
Man, I am extremely slick and skilled with my tactics


What's his mothafuckin' name? Who me?
What is his name? Are you referring to me?


I'm the capital S, I don't fuck with stress
I am the capital S, I don't involve myself with unnecessary worries


N double O-P D-O, mothafuckin' double G
N double O-P D-O, the legendary double G


The coldest entertainer, gangbanger since Alphonz Capone (say that then)
The most skilled and influential artist and gang member since Al Capone (confirming the statement)


Count money like Basie, police tryna chase me
Counting money like famous jazz musician Count Basie while evading the police


Niggas try to replace me but you can't
People try to take my spot, but they cannot succeed


I'm ridin' in a tank, I'm blowin' hella dank
I'm driving in a heavily armored car, smoking a lot of high-quality marijuana


So whether ridin' in ya lo-lo or smokin' on some doe doe
Whether you're cruising in your lowrider or enjoying some potent marijuana


Spread the word and take the photo
Spread the word and capture the moment through a photograph


The Last Don done hooked up with the mothafuckin'
The Last Don (a reference to himself) has collaborated with the one and only


King of the coast with the most, here's a toast
The most dominant and influential figure on the West Coast, here's a celebratory gesture


And Snoop Dogg is the representer
And Snoop Dogg represents this lifestyle and culture


Through the niggas and G's through the LBC's
Representing the black men and gangsters from Long Beach (LBC)


And the Calio projects, Brooklyn to Queens
And the housing projects in California, Brooklyn, and Queens


Chi-town, whoa now, the Dogg Pound in the house
Referring to Chicago, the Dogg Pound (his crew) is present


Every time we touch down right next to my hometown
Each time we arrive, right next to my hometown


D-town (Detroit), Eastside St. Louis (St. Louis)
Referring to Detroit and the Eastside of St. Louis


Spokane, get ya money, man, tic-tock (tic-tock)
Spokane (a city in Washington), make your money and be aware of the time passing


Little Rock, right next to Houston, Texas
Little Rock (Arkansas), located in close proximity to Houston, Texas


Home of Rap-A-Lot, we like to jack a lot (uh-huh)
Referring to the Rap-A-Lot record label from Houston, known for engaging in criminal activities


Gimme what ya got (yeah), let me get that up out ya
Give me what you possess, allow me to take it from you


Nigga, I got ya somethin' for the summertime while it's hot
I have something for you to enjoy during the hot summer months


And got the bitches posted up in the parkin' lot
And have the women waiting and ready in the parking lot


And guess what? (What?)
And you know what? (What is it?)


She want the nigga with the biggest nuts (who dat?)
She desires the man with the most courage and boldness (who could that be?)


A nigga who don't give a fuck
A man who doesn't care about anything


Ya see, niggas like me, all we see is
You see, people like me, we only see


Money, power moves, and a bitch a week
Money, influential actions, and a different woman every week


And last but not least my nigga B-O-Z
Finally, my friend B-O-Z deserves a mention


Much love from the N.O, my nigga, feel me?
Sending much love from New Orleans, my friend, do you understand?


And my little cousin D-A-Z, forever, nigga
And my younger cousin D-A-Z, always together, my friend


This DPGC, and oh, yeah, and Dr. D-R-E (Dr. Dre)
This is the Dogg Pound Gangsta Clique, and don't forget about Dr. Dre


You know where I'm at, nigga, holla at me
You know my location, my friend, contact me


Get at me, holla at me, nigga, holla at a Dogg that's real
Reach out to me, contact me, my friend, speak to an authentic Dogg


Y'all niggas know what's happenin'
You all know what's going on


It's still a (DPG)
It's still a Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG) thing


It's still a G thang
It's still a gangster thing


It's still a G thang (DPG)
It's still a gangster thing (Dogg Pound Gangsta)


It's still a G thang
It's still a gangster thing


It's still a G thang (nigga, DPG)
It's still a gangster thing (my friend, Dogg Pound Gangsta)


Yeah, and No Limit
Yes, and don't forget about No Limit (record label)


From the LPG
From the Little (New Orleans) area, representing the gangster lifestyle


Yeah, No Limit, yeah yeah
Yes, No Limit, absolutely


LPC, yeah rise
Little Pookie Crew, yes, ascend


LPC, yeah, rise rise
Little Pookie Crew, yes, rise even higher


LPC, uh-huh
Little Pookie Crew, yes indeed


Yeah, for life, for life
Yes, forever, for all of our lives


Low rise, something for the lowriders
Showing support and recognition for lowrider enthusiasts




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Calvin Broadus, Cecil Womack

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