This is a song about "Snoop dogg"

I'm wicked so my image makes me snoop d o g

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

C-doggy dogg pulls out the strap and lays them bustas down

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

And listened to doggystyle when snoop dogg was puffin' lye,

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

Even snoop dogg would be ashame to call you nephew

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

You ain't a crip like snoop you ain't a blood like game

Fuck that now trying get the money

Snoop dogg and eazy-e, weed and brass monkey,