Angry Tonite
    (专辑: Welcome 2 Tha Chuuch...Vol. 3 - 2004)
    
    Yeah, haha  Welcome to tha Chuuch, Vol. 3 
(Like a 
motherfucker, haha)  I 
got you sugar-free (Like a 
motherfucker)  Yeah, DJ Quik (He gone)  Y'all knew I 
was gon' take this motherfucker right here (Yeah)  This shit banging right here (Like a 
motherfucker, he gone)  Yeah, motherfuckers making me angry right now too  I'ma spit on it, real quick  Trip, trip, trip, trip, trip this shit  Look   My lil' bitch had the 
nerve to call the 
studio and fuck off my group  Wait (Wait, wait, wait), what did I 
do?  I 
had to stop, pause, and grab my drink  And when I 
got home  I 
slapped that bitch lips up off her motherfucking face (Hahaha)  And now she mad about it, can't do a 
goddamn thing about it  But pound about it and shout about it  And walk up out it, my team is crowded  And you without me, lil' bitch, I 
really doubt it (Uh-uh)  It's me or nothing, I 
want my cut in order to get stuffing, you lil' muffin  Now, now I'ma cut the 
pimping loose on y'all  Lean on the 
wall with my cup of juice in it, dawg, trip  Introduce him to the 
exquisitely made and played  For the 
motherfucking streets  Which one of y'all niggas wanna fade me? (What?)  One shot for a 
G, 2-1-3, LBC  D.P.G, it's all the 
same, nigga, we one big Crip gang  And I'm the 
leader, loco (Or so they say)  Y'all wanna see me? Well, stand in line, hand cause' and buy a 
photo  Now focus the 
frame, and stay focused, while I 
hit you, get you  Then I 
spit you just a 
little bit of game, it's a 
shame  But I 
ain't gon' change this shit  A 
whole 'nother groove with a 
whole 'nother chip (Yeah)  A 
brand new 'Llac with a 
brand new kick  A 
brand new house with a 
bad-ass bitch (Woo)  A 
new pair of Gators with a 
brand new outfit (Trust)  That's that pimping on a-, pimping on a 
bitch, shit  Yeah, still Crip, in case you didn't know  Eastside L-B-R, to Izzo  Yeah, all my people's bang the 
is I 
 Long Beach talk on you, nigga, East is I 
(I)  That's where we go at, hop the 
low-low at  Pop the 
.44 at the 
police  And I'm real with this, since they on me  Trip, lil' homie, this the 
way this shit gon' be  And 'til the 
end of time  Fuck the 
police, say it with me one more time (Fuck the 
police)  (Wait, Dogg, a 
few of 'em cool), fuck that too  'Cause all y'all pack of wolves wanna bring down Snoop  But I 
can't see it or believe it  They tryna achieve it, not this evening  'Cause we dipping on y'all, flipping on y'all  Mr. Police, fuck y'all, from big Snoop Dogg   Y'all gon' make me angry, y'all tryna change me  But I'ma stay right on up, you run up, you're getting done on up (Uh)  Y'all gon' make me angry, y'all tryna change me  But I'ma stay right on up, you run up, you're getting done on up (Uh, what?)   What a G 
like? Nah, what a C 
like?  Big Snoop Dogg in the 
house tonight (Hey, hey, hey)  The 
party is swinging and we all maintaining  We smoking and drinking, this motherfucker banging (What, what, what?)  What a G 
like? Nah, what a C 
like?  Big Snoop Dogg in the 
house tonight (Hey, hey, hey)  And the 
party is swinging and we all maintaining  We smoking and drinking, this motherfucker banging (What, what, what?)   Y'all gon' make me angry, y'all tryna change me  But I'ma stay right on up, you run up, you're getting done on up (Uh)  Y'all gon' make me angry, y'all tryna change me  But I'ma stay right on up, you run up, you're getting done on up (Uh)