Cadillacs - Snoop Dogg

Cadillacs, croker sacks

501's, policies and golf hats

I go see, the homies is deep

Banging out, hanging out onto our street

Rules of the game, if you choose to bang

You can’t be a snitch, don’t be a bitch, nigga, make your name

Cadillacs, croker sacks

501's, policies and golf hats

I go see, the homies is deep

Banging out, hanging out onto our street

Rules of the game, if you choose to bang

You can’t be a snitch, don’t be a bitch, nigga, make your name

I remember when I was young, I had a whole lot of fun

My mama bought me everything, even a toy gun

Coming when it’s dezark, I’m up with the pizark

Playing quarterback and it’s a must that I stezart

And I’m a fool on point like a dezart

And with the little mamas yea I’m breaking the hezeart

You know, time won’t tell

Half of my homies is dead or in jail

So I’mma stick to the script like OG go-carts

Bitches scrap on, stole me out, you got no heart

Cadillacs, croker sacks

501's, policies and golf hats

I go see, the homies is deep

Banging out, hanging out onto our street

Rules of the game, if you choose to bang

You can’t be a snitch, don’t be a bitch, nigga, make your name

Cadillacs, croker sacks

501's, policies and golf hats

I go see, the homies is deep

Banging out, hanging out onto our street

Rules of the game, if you choose to bang

You can’t be a snitch, don’t be a bitch, nigga, make your name

Footwear shit, yeah nigga, I’m in it

Authentic, business, I represent it

To the tippy, keep it so crippy

Smoke a whole zippy, put bread to the Skippy

Bow Wow yippie, long stocking like Pippy

Real G’s fuck with me

Rare breed, different cut

West coast motherfuckers get up

Zip, yeah

Cadillacs, croker sacks

501's, policies and golf hats

I go see, the homies is deep

Banging out, hanging out onto our street

Rules of the game, if you choose to bang

You can’t be a snitch, don’t be a bitch, nigga, make your name

Cadillacs, croker sacks

501's, policies and golf hats

I go see, the homies is deep

Banging out, hanging out onto our street

Rules of the game, if you choose to bang

You can’t be a snitch, don’t be a bitch, nigga, make your name