Lyrics Bring It On (feat. Suga Free & KoKane) - Snoop Dogg , Kokane , Suga Free
In
this
times
of
hate
and
pain
We
need
a
remedy
to
help
us
through
the
rain
Can′t
you
see,
I'm
straight
up
G,
Old
Chief
Fuck
you
niggas,
think
you
can
fuck
with
me
(Oh
c′mon)
Now,
that
pimp
is
gonna
jump
back
Bitch
and
fuck
that
shit
I'm
qualify
to
knock
a
hoe
no
matter
where
ever
I've
go
Excuse
me
partner,
this
is
pimpin′,
little
pimpin′
let
you
know
Break
the
bitch
you
sayin',
"I
will"
Separate
the
bitch
but
you
sayin′,
"I
will"
Damn
nigga,
shit
since
you
but
it
like
that
I'ma
about
lay
some
right
now
nigga
and
take
them
straight
to
the
track
I′ve
never
let
a
bitch
pimp
me
Trying
to
tell
me
what
to
do
but
I'ma
stay
O.G.
Fresh
out
the
pen
only
30
today
And
every
bitch
[Incomprehensible]
in
a
multiplied
ways
Now
since
world,
why
did
the
little
girl
walk
around
With
a
gold
fish
in
her
pocket?
So
she
could
smell
like
the
big
girl
And
check
the
one
with
the
fast
mouth
Just
get
your
money
if
you
have
to
knock
her
motherfucking
ass
out
I
don′t
care
whatcha
do
Long's
you
don't
fuck
with
mine
(C′mon
sing
y′all)
You
think
you
can't
be
touch
Niggas
disappear
all
the
time
Oh,
blue
eyes,
Dogg
Sinatra
Make
a
nigga
disappear
like
Jimmy
Hoffa
(Where
is
he?)
The
glock
cocker,
hoe
hopper,
show
stopper
Watch
your
mouth,
watch
your
mouth
I
put
you
and
a
freak
in
a
building
And
separate
you
from
your
children
(Daddy)
I
stay
G′d
up
All
the
G's
from
my
set
ain′t
never
PC
up
If
you
hit
the
main
line,
you
gonna
get
stuck
Paying
motherfuckers
off
'cuz
sucka
duck
Me
and
my
niggas
go
heart
and
pain
Putting
pain
where
ain′t
making
bitch
niggas
pay
It's
a
clear
blue
sky
there
on
the
Eastside
Throw
your
set
up
and
wave
it
from
side
to
C-Side
I'm
talking
big
shit,
hold
my
dick
Banging
on
you
′cuz,
nigga
this
crip
I
got
so
many
tricks
up
my
sleeve
(Ah
you
ain′t
knowin')
For
you
hoes
to
disbelieve
(Hoes
to
the
basement)
You
wanna
fight
let′s
bring
it
on
We's
about
a
thousand
niggas
strong
I
don′t
care
whatcha
you
do
(I
don't
care
what
the
fuck
whatcha
do)
Long
you
don′t
fuck
with
mine
(As
long
you
don't
fuck
with
mine)
You
think
you
can't
be
touched
Niggas
disappear
all
the
time
No,
I
don′t
love
you,
bitch,
you
a
hoe,
I
never
will
Can′t
tell
you
my
feelings,
scratch
the
fence
and
don't
feel
Bitch,
matter
fact
be
gone
Fuck
around
and
how
you
Mama
saying,
"Baby,
he
wrong"
Talking
about
he
a
real
pimp
Bitch,
It′s
jumbo
lance
with
proper,
proper
jumbo
shrimp
Since
I'm
prepare
with
my
hoe,
got
it
cracking
with
my
hoe
Steady
macking
with
my
hoe,
now,
I′m
stacking
with
my
hoe
I
pop
a
bottle
of
Mo,
about
to
model
a
hoe
I'm
working
them,
serving
′em
and
breaking
you
know
Did
the
weed,
man
get
in,
he
taking
it
too
long
But
when
he
get
it
dogg,
I'm
taking
us
off
(Give
it
up
nigga)
Niggas
know
how
D-O-double
G
does
it
Known
for
making
that
crip
hop
music
Don't
abuse,
just
ride
to
the
rhythm
of
a
pimp
ass
Upper
class,
cold
motherfucker
I
don′t
care
whatcha
you
do
Long′s
you
don't
fuck
with
mine
You
think
you
can′t
be
touch
Niggas
disappear
all
the
time
I
got
so
many
tricks
up
my
sleeve
For
you
hoes
to
disbelieve
You
wanna
fight,
let's
bring
it
on
We′s
about
a
thousand
niggas
strong
1 Leave Me Alone
2 Go Away
3 True Lies
4 Y'All Gone Miss Me
5 Lay Low
6 Set It Off
7 Brake Fluid (Biiittch Pump Yo Brakes)
8 Intro
9 Snoop Dogg (What's My Name, Pt. 2)
10 Wrong Idea (feat. Bad Azz, KoKane & Lil' HD)
11 Bring It On (feat. Suga Free & KoKane)
12 Game Court (Skit) - Feat. Mac Minista
13 Issues
14 Ready 2 Ryde - Feat. Eve
15 I Can't Swim
16 Back Up Off Me (feat. Master P & Mr. Magic)
17 Loosen' Control - feat. Butch Cassidy
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