This is a song about "Snoop dog nigger black"

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Where are you gonna go, dog

Okay man you do the drop

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker

I ask myself "how will you write when you suffering writers block nigger?"

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Highest form of affection, physical connection

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

I miss the moment i had, people like this nigger stole it

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

Like snoop dog without drop it like its hot