How You Livin'

Wassup dog?

Wassup my nigga, how you doing dog?

Man, I'm chilling my nigga

How you livin'?

Shit, I'm livin' it up baby

Really, ohh really, shit

It's all great then

I'm glad to see ya, basically

Yeah, yeah

But on the real though dog

How you living though?

Who me? Shit

I got two boys and a wife

I live a luxurious life

And I'm respected in this game

Cause I do's the same

Man, look here

Let me spit you something for a second

Cause I see y'all ain't been peeping out my record

I see ladies, I see players, and I see haters

And all you fools who perpetrate us, I'll get back with ya later

I got a plate of shrimps, laughing with some pimps

Chopping game, while my diamond's swinging

Banking off my gold chain

My time has come

The way it's done

No more being strung

Around just like a bun

My dues are paid

Darkness was paved

Let's go find some shade

Then we've got it made

Money ain't everything dog, but I tell ya

If I didn't have it, i'd be labelled as a failure

So, as long as I breathe, I achieve

Keep god first in my life, I know that's right

And I prevail, whether it do or don't sell

It ain't about that, it's about giving back

We trying to get our live on, while you jib on

Let a homie get his sang on, instead of his bang on

My life's my friends

And it's gonna be here till the end

It brought me a past

Out the hood, so I know it's gonna last

Down by the sea

Is where all the ladies see me

They tried to flash

Be down, but I had to make a dash

He went from a bucket to a benz, from some change to some ends

From his homies in the pen, to his balling friends

You know, flossy, flossin', bossy, bossin', boss

But I paid the cost

I wanna go

As far as I can go

Just not loco though

Japan and even Tokyo

Yeah broadcasting live to your radiostation

This is Snoop Dogg

You know what I'm saying

Givin' a shout out

Mr X-to-the-Z-Xzibit

To all the homeboys on Dogghouse Records

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