Snoop Dogg Targets Trump

Can we get some lyrics on Snoop to help give context?

Here are some from "Can You Control Yo Ho":

>Can you control your hoe? (You've got to know what to do, and what to say)
>You've got to put that bitch in her place, even if it's slapping her in her face.
>Your girl came in and started cussing you out.
>You should have slapped her
>In her face, I wanted to tell you, but it wasn't my place.
>What kind of pimp holds back?
>Never met a bitch that a pimp can't slap, what's wrong with
>The pimpin'? Why you get a whippin'?

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Trump curse dictates that Snoop and Eminem will be dead or discredited soon. 2018 perhaps

have no love for hoes that's somethin' that I learned in the pound
So how the fuck am I supposed to pay this hoe
Just to lay this hoe I know the pussy's mines
I'ma fuck a couple more times

And then I'm through with it, there's nothing else to do with it
Pass it to the homie, now you hit it
'Cause she ain't nothin' but a bitch to me
And y'all know, that bitches ain't shit to me

I gives a fuck
Why don't y'all pay attention
Approach it with a different proposition, I'm Kurupt
Hoe you'll never be my only one, trick ass bitch

It ain't no fun, if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun, if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun, if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun, if the homies can't have none

Guess who is back in the motherfuckin' house
With a fat dick for your motherfuckin' mouth
Hoes recognize, niggaz do too
'Cause when bitches get skinless and pull a voodoo

What you gon' do? You really don't know
So I'd advise you not to trust that hoe
Silly of me to fall in love with a bitch
Knowin' damn well, once you're caught up with my grip

Now as the sun rotates
And my game grows bigger
How many bitches wanna fuck this nigga
Named Snoop Doggy, I'm all the above

One of my personal faves

Once upon a time, in the L.B.C.
On the Eastside, off of 2-1 Street
There lived a young man, Cinderfella's his name
To make it interesting it's me, peep game
I lived in a house with my cruel step-dad
And two step-brothers who treated me bad
I cooked, I cleaned, I scrubbed the floors
And I was like an errand boy running to the stores
My brothers, they used to boast and brag:
"We've got Fubu, and you've got rags!"
And even worse than that, to make me feel low
They gave me a skateboard, while they had low-lows
Girls used to say, "Snoop, you're so cute
But you gets no rap with that to' up khaki suit"
Well, one day, up the Avenue
There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew
He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
The princess is having a royal ball
If you can rap, also dress fresh
You might win a date with the sweet princess"
Well I, um, ran home when I heard the newsflash
I bust through the door, straight to my step-dad
I said, "Step-dad, may I?"
And before I could finish, "Hell no!", he replied (Cinderfella!)
My brothers were going, they were getting down
Even Pops was going for a piece of the crown (Cinderfella!)
They flaunted, they haunted, they knew what I wanted
"We can and you can't, " is what they taunted
They all stood there, laughin in my face
And as they walked out they said, "Clean up this place!"

>CNN makes what is obviously "Muh Misogyny"
song about Trump
>Snoop talked about Assassination
>Thinks CNN is putting two and two together
>Anyone actually thinks this is about Trump is either CNN retarded, or retarded CNN

Well I shrugged, I hissed, they all tried to diss
And I'd get them back if I had one wish
Before I could make my thought a phrase
There appeared a man from a puff of haze
He said, "What's up, Dogg? My name is Herb
I'm your fairy Doggfather, you know it, word!
Now I've came here with the main purpose
Of granting you your fondest wish"
I said, "Herb, my man, just make me fresh
And I'm sure that I can handle, all the rest"
With a snap of his fingers sparks began to shoot
And I was jumpin in my body: a slick silk suit
On my feet was some white tube socks
And a fresh pair of Chucks from the Foot-lock
I showed him my sack, and don't you know
With a snap, the sack became some doe-doe
Once again his hands began to flow
Then he changed my skateboard into a six-fo' (damn!)
He checked me over, passed me the keys
And said, "One more thing before you leave
You must return before the stroke of twelve
Or you'll turn back into your old self"

>The pimpin'? Why you get a whippin'?

"Snoop Nig Nigger" is his new name. I use to like snoop dogg, he was an acceptable nigger but now he went and nigged that all up.

I jumped in the low-low and went on my way
I got to the party 'bout ten, I'd say
It was after eleven when I rocked the mic
And by the time I left the stage, the people were hyped
(well alright!)
The princess was staring, while holding a drank
Reflected from her eyes was gold tank
She waved her hands like, "Hello! Hi!"
Then gave another gesture like, "Come here, guy!"
I left the stage, girls came in flocks
The bitch was swinging from the hard knocks
I heard a sound, not a tick nor tock
Gong! First bell before twelve o'clock
No time to waste, I broke out in haste
The princess followed in a futile chase
A quick steady pace is what I kept
Lost one of my Chucks on one of those steps
For the six-fo' I continued my stride
About this time I heard gong five
I was down the block when I heard gong eight
And the princess screamed out, "Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!"

I was almost home when my luck ran out
And there went my suit, my doe sack and clout
My fresh low-low, also went too
And there was no denying that my night was through
The one All-Star, the freshest thing I sported
Jumped on my board, for home I skateboarded
Made it to my pad, no time at all
Went to my room, or better yet the far wall
Hid the shoe away, still feeling pleased
Then jumped in my cot to catch some Z's
Early the next morning, when I awoke
I threw on me old slippers with me old housecoat
Slid into the front, my family stared at me
Saying, "Wasn't that you? Nah, it couldn't be"
They kept asking me if I did my chores
My butt was saved by a knock at the door
"Who is it?", that's what my brothers barked
"The princess, " this sweet voice remarked
She said she was looking for a certain man
Who could bring her the shoe like the one in her hand
The family ran around with their heads in the air
Bringin her shoes from everywhere
She just shook her head, a nod of relief
And said, "No, that's not the one that I'm lookin' for, Chief"
I ran in the room and got my shoe
And said, "Is this the one you're referring to?"
Well she said, "Yes, and you're so cute
But where's your doe-doe and slick silk suit?"
I put on the shoe, then there came a flash of light
And I was wearing shit, from just last night
Looked out the window, saw the six-fo'
Yelled to my family, "I've GOT to go!"
We drove up the Avenue, the princess and I
And in back of me, I heard my family cry
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)

>onslaught

hip hop is the epitome of Socratic virtues and the pinnacle of human artistic expression

that sounds like a Sup Forums approved song

what is the problem?

Snoop Niggity Nog murdered someone, is a drug addict, assaults women and has the nerve to disparage our President. if the left weren't such massive hypocrites he'd have been blackballed long ago. But they are. Fucking Jews.

very misogynistic lyrics

Snoop Dogg still "raps" I thought he just did cooking shows with Martha Stewart.

his bodyguard shot an armed gang member. nothing of value was lost.

Someone like Snoop Dogg, a person whos glorifying violence, ignorance, drugs and crime, is not in the position to criticize anyone.

weird that CNN never reported on Eminem btfo'ing george bush. weird?

Still having trouble understanding the difference between US and THEM, mate?

>believes Sup Forums is full of joos and shareblue
>actually just filled with "kekistanis" that troll to feel better about their failed lives (that they blame on the joos)

Snoopy is the black Vanilla Ice.

Snoops a bitch ass nigga. Look at what death row record former labelmates have to say about him. See what Suge Knight has to say about him. He claimed blood during his beginnings and then suddenly switched it up and said he was a crip. You know how he got away with not getting shot? Paying gangs. Like a bitch. Is it any surprise this fake ass bitch nigga cosigned jew lil dicky? Nope. He's just making his kike music industry overlords happy. Fuck Snoop. Clown ass bitch nigga.

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Snoop was a legit rollin 40's crip, you softheaded jive talking baboon.

That is straight from two of his homeboys in a California State Prison circa 2008.

did time at MCSP when suge was there, too. He liked to walk the 3 yard track smoking fat cigars someone was obviously smuggling him. Kept his head low contrary to street rep. Never said much or did much.

t. ex-California peckerwood.

Fuck Snoop. And this is coming from someone who listens to mostly degenerate rap crap. He is nothing but a puppet. Before trump was president snoop and trump were homies.

He is just copying eninem since you faggots gave him so much attention when he did it. Free publicity is great publicity.

>uneducated rapper, stoner, and porn producer

>thinks he has any fucking clue on earth as to how the real world works

Fucking retard.

>"Yeah muhfugga, we gon' fuck dis nigga up wit RHYMES!"
Uh oh, the President is finished now!

Even white rappers are objectively better and have deeper lyrics

Snoop got his dick sucked by Martha Stewart after getting her high. Followed not long after their their first joint appearance on her show.

In conclusion,
SNOOP A PIMP

There's nothing more pathetic than aging rappers. It's difficult to look "tough" when you're in you're fucking 50s and clinging to your persona.

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