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    Secrets (feat. Kokane)

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    Secrets (feat. Kokane)
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      About "Secrets (feat. Kokane)"

      Lyrics for Snoop Dogg - "Secrets (feat. Kokane)"

      Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
      I got to snoop, so cold
      Big Snoop (Battlecat, Snoop Dogg)

      [Chorus]
      I hear the secrets that you keep
      When you're talking in your sleep
      I hear the secrets that you keep
      When you're talking in your sleep

      When you close your eyes and you go to sleep
      That's when I ride, late night I be on the creep
      I'm a get you before you get me
      Them niggas that you hang with are so weak
      You're talking shit about me
      Turn around and you're the homie
      Man that shit is phony
      Tried to set me up bro
      But you were singing to my hoe

      [Chorus]

      From a nigga to a dub
      From a g to a scrub
      I'm a vet on the set
      I'm a show you what it was
      Y'all flipping out, trippin' out
      Cause I took a different route
      6-2 rag, hell yeah come dippin' out
      Beach city rider, 85'er, east sider
      Ain't none of y'all niggas live-er
      I hear the bad shit that y'all talk
      You want to catch me out of pocket but I can't get caught
      I'm a show you what a bitch thought, a bitch taught
      A nigga got played out and layed out in chalk
      It's a cold game
      It's like a rap riddle
      Nine times out of ten a bitch was in the middle
      Most neighborhoods started off cool
      In the eighties it was Long Beach fool
      With no separation
      Here's a toast to the real shit, the foundation
      You know my game is amazing
      I keep blazing
      East side niggas is the craziest and the shadiest
      Yeah dog, tell 'em again
      What you talking 'bout loc?
      I got hell of a ends

      Hell boss
      Hoping that her smiling exes fall (ego hustling loopholes)
      I'd always thought that you would've never have stabbed me everywhere

      More rumors, more lies
      More money, more time
      I don't really give a fuck cause you all gon' shine
      So you better get yours and quit worrying 'bout mine
      I see it in your voice and I hear it in your eyes
      So jealous, so envious
      What a drag
      Real talk loc, you ain't acting like a man
      Your message is how blessed you is
      I guess you is
      Look at the mess you in

      [Chorus]

      When you close your eyes and you go to sleep
      That's when I ride, late night I be on the creep
      I'm a get you before you get me
      Them niggas that you hang with are so weak

      [Chorus]

      SONGWRITERS:
      JERRY LONG / CALVIN BROADUS / K. GILLIAM / A. EDWARDS / GEORGE CANLER / JIMMY MARINOS / WALLY PALAMARCHUK / MIKE SKILL / PETER SOLLEY
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