Текст, перевод и аккорды “Hey Y'all”
- feat. Nate Dogg, Snoop Dogg Yea Yea, Evie Eve And you know, you better know [Snoop Dogg] I keep some chuck's on my feet khakis on my legs Trunk full of funk nigga while im breaking bread Sliding through your system banging, bobbing heads Doing mines and I don't care what other niggaz saying They can pop it, but they can't stop it, boy I'm getting mine Selling clothes up in this bitch like Calvin Klein Getting cuties to shake they booty at the same time I'd be damned If I go back to jail for the same crime I'm to slick to get caught up in this dirty game I'm a scollar that make dollaz off the birdy game Crip hoping I got it popping on the Blvd. Man I ain't fucking with chevy's I got my own car D-O Double you don't wanna rumble, why you testing me Oh I know, you must be gone off them extacy Bad habits you better kick it before it get you loc And try to get yourself hooked on this chronic smoke Fo' sho!! (Chorus: Nate Dogg) Hey Y'all, doggs from East to West Coast All my doggs we could smoke, we 'bout to take some bank roll Everywhere that I go, man I see the same hoes I know they already know, yea we like it real raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg [Eve] (uh-huh)These niggas got you head nodding And this chick got the drums from your ears throbbing Known to do it, baby bubblin do 'chu dare stop it Love when bitches hate you, hear the song pimps ain't nothing to me, Got my nigga Snoop he been down As for my nigga Nate, shit he was in town created heat so you can bang it, crank it nice and loud Can't block me out I'm popping up Evie Eve, I'm upon your tv Ain't never stuck up off the freezyness Same bitch, same pitch nothing rediculous Want this brown girl I see you thug lick your lips Gotta have that bombshell, damn girl I need you for me Keep love on the both sides, we in the church On these niggas getting smoke ties, dominoe playing Up here praying that they legalize, but fuck it still choke top down Baby blowing smoke in the sky, come on [Chorus] [Eve] Now when you see me acting up in the club (it ain't nothin) Uh six fall up on dub's (it ain't nothin) Huh breaking up blueberry buds (it ain't nothing) And every hood showing nothing but love (it ain't nothing) Taste buds ain't the same, for the simple brain Should of never let me learn what millions really mean Yea I'm a simple girl, but really don't want simple things Keep real doggs close, hate cats with simple brains Not ready for the collision, stay up in your lane East coast, West coast, you still don't fuckin think Dedicate to you baby, keep your gangsta lean [Snoop Dogg] You gots to be my queen, cause I'm the Bigg king The one with the Bigg house with the Bigg things Sista Eve, you blessed the whole scene You're the queen of the team, with cream, you're so supreme A blessin in the skies, open up your eyes Me and you together shit, we gone collect the vibes Exercise, and go where we wanna go, stay fly Sho' and original, turn up your stereo Cause here we go, here we go [Chorus] It ain't nothing (4x)
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