THE VITAL STATS
Snoop Dogg
Rapper
Representing Long Beach, CA
Birthplace: Long Beach, California
Current Project: Tha Eastsidaz "Duces n Trayz:The Old Fashioned Way"
I took a look at the site yesterday and something just wasn't right.. I hadn't updated the interview in about a month, had my head into other things. Can't have that stale bread syndrome though, so I picked up the phone to holler at my dog Cordazer Broadus.
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I hear you already: "Yeah right muhfuca, how you know Snoop? Well after you take a squat on the bowl, how can you tell that your done wiping? You just do, right? Well that's how I know Snoop, fool, I just do. Disbelief, I smell it on you. Don't get to crazy, just peep the convo and swallow back.
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*dialing* 1-323-***-2739
female: Hello
Sup is Snoopy there?
Who is this?
It's Chris.
Hold on, I think he went to see Tracey at the studio.".. Snoop! snooooop SNOOP, the phone!"
He's coming, hold on.
*he picks up.. *the Snoop voice*
Who dis?
It's Chris.
Sup nigga, where you been at?
Chillin dogg, running this web shit and thang. I peeped that new video on BET today, and said let me check up on Snoop Diggy for really, ya feel me. Hah. I called your cell when you came to HOT 97 last week.
Oh yeah, I threw that shit out playa. I gotta give you my new number, niggas be snatching my number up like
they the feds. Calling the phone like little bitches, dialing and hanging up and shit.. this ain't junior high muthafuckas... You got a pen? Write this down...1-323-***-0932.
0932. Ahite, I'll keep the shit on lock .. Yo, I saw Junebug in XXL last month, he think he a star now?
That nigga done picked up on a little dance and he think he a mackin ass muthafucka now; grabbing these young hoes left and right, they gonna wear that nigga out. We went to this show down in Miami and I caught his old ass in the hotel room with two hoes I seen tricking backstage. His old, shriveled up, raisin-body, ass, ain't gonna do nuthin with them hoes... A nigga was blazed and shit, I had to chase that nigga out my room.
Uncle June got the shuffle working like that?
He think he pimpin like me nigga. I'm teaching game to the old muthafuckas too, you know how I dizzle my nizzle.
Yo, what's up with Hov and that Izzo shit, did you approve that?
Jay was hanging out with me and Tray and he heard us dripping and just soaked it up for yall niggas out there. That's a business move. We getting money together, so it ain't no love lost; I ain't tripping on the little shit no more homie. A nigga wanna ride to some of this West Coast shit, I'm stepping aside like, go ahead, but the OG macka don of this muthafucka is always gonna be the Snoop Dizzle, ya smell me my nelsie.. Ain't no time for that bitch shit. Anyway it's E and them that should be getting hot. That nigga 40 been spittin the slangles since like 88'.. shit, ever since I known him.. them Bay niggas been spittin the language for a minute, it's just comin full circle right now.
Suge holla'd at you yet?
Nah.. I heard he was talking about niggaz having to learn about loyalty.. he just talking shit, he know this ain't 92'. He ain't gonna get away with the shit he used to do before, strong arming and shit. Some of these niggas is tripping out here, but you ain't gonna see no sweat on my forehead.
He changed the name of Death Row to Tha Row too, sup with that? Like it makes a difference.
*singing* "Dogg.. Houssse! In his mouuuth" ...I'm all about Tray Dee and G Loc right now.. Eastsidaz. We smashin them in the street homie. Fuck Death Row, Tha Row, it don't matter.. We running this side right now. What's that Jay-Z shit? *starts rapping in the Snoop voice* "He's not real to me, so he don't exist .. poof, vamoose .. son of a Beaaatchhhh."
I read some shit.. he was talking about turning shit into the wild wild west again.
Chris. I'm not worried about Suge. Everything I've done regarding Death Row's situation has been out of me being a man, doing what I had to do to feed my babies, to feed myself. Death Row wasn't and couldn't do nothing for me after Suge got locked up. And then all the feds started running around, stories in the press, niggas was stressed out over there, so I left and did what I had to do. They wasn't letting a nigga go free and clear, so I had to bring in the lawyers and speak on some indecencies regarding my money. That's just what had to happen. If he don't respect me as a man that had to handle his business, then he got the problem. Fuck that nigga.
I'm past all that. I'm talking real playa shit, nephew. Me and these niggas from the LBC is in straight C mode: cash and crip love. We pushing it across the board to get a piece of this American pie, get this paper, ain't nobody's hands in my pockets no more.
That's why you left P and them (No Limit)?
I didn't officially sign off yet, but I'm a free agent. I had a three album deal with them and
The Last Meal was that third one, so I'm free to do what I want to do now. You heard me telling people about
The last Meal, wasn't nobody gonna eat off my back no more. I'm drawing up the contracts now. CEO. You seen my suits nigga (ha, ha) I'm a muthfuckin
Pimp!
You got them Eastsidaz albums?
Nigga, you didn't send the shit?
The publicist was supposed to send you five of them last month. I'll tell Tracey to send you some. I want you to bump that shit in them NY streets, let them hustlers feel that real gangsta shit.
The word is all ready spreading.. I probaly didn't get the CD's cause these ghetto ass NY post office niggaz be leaving shit outside your door, then niggaz come by on some scrape up shit. But I went to BMG to see Puff last week, and he had a stack of them in his office, so I copped a few.
You need to play that Hi-Tek track.. We dropping that izzle for rizzle my nizzle... seven dizzles for rizzle big pow wiggles up in the hizzle for shizzle, dizzle.. here we go *starts rapping*
I jump up in the morning trying to find some sess/ sike/ we like the bomb/ some/ body better ring the alarm/ and hit the folks at the farm/ let my homies out the yard/ i /shall/ be the head nigga in charge/ push/ bush/ out of off us/ dump till they get off us/ make them offers/ that leave ni/ggaz in coffins... *pause*
*slurp, slurp* (fuck is he doing, eating?) continues..
"Who left the muthafuckin gate open?/ police comin/ and we still smokin/ what you drinking on loky loky?/ doggy woggy woggy got it funky while we talkin on the walke talkie.."
That's that muthafuckin "Eastside Ridas" shit, track three... That's the one I want you to bump.
You know I got that. Yo, you know I'm gonna use this in my interview section this month.
What, for the whudat shit?
Yeah..
No problem .. just don't forget to link up my site.
I didn't know you had one.
This is the 21st century ain't it? Wait a minute.. .. "Keisha, what's the name of the site J Dee and them hooked up?.. ." I don't be on the computer like that C.. "Yeah the one for Tray and them.. He didn't finish it? So what's the record company site? tvtrecords.com " Yeah, they still fucking with the other shit, but the record company site is
tvtrecords.com.
What yall got up there?
I don't even care loc, as long as you can click and type in that VISA number.. that's my main concern. I'm gettin money from all angles right now. I got the
Baby Boy check, the porn shit is coming in on a regular basis...
Yeah, what's up with that porno thing?
I ain't even in them like that, even though I know these hoes want me to break em off, I'm not even fucking with them like that. It's the rules of the game, you don't mix the pussy and the pimpin. I'm standing back like the ghetto Steven Spielberg, coordinating shit, making sure the asses is looking delicious, making sure they don't waste my muthafuckin film with no tired shit. Sometimes them hoes think it's a muthafuckin video shoot or something cause we got that gangsta shit playing in the background.. I did some new shit for the soundtrack and it's some classics on there; so it's smoked out like a muthafucka. But I had to let them hoes know this ain't a game. I want to see balls licked, pussies ate, and some muthafuckin booties bouncing, please believe.. We keeping it raw and rough.
What's the name of the movie?
Snoop Dogg's Doggystyle, kept it real simple. Throw in them name brand hoes: Obsession, India, Anna Malle, Farrah.. Charlie Angel. It's official shit, on DVD and all that. If them Hollywood cats wasn't so clean, I'd put it in a muthafuckin cineplex.
Since you putting this in the interview, let people know about the new sneaker I got coming out in November with DaDa called the Thizzle. I'm helping out with the design, so you know it's gonna be tight as a muthafucka. Just something to add on.. the Snoop Dogg Clothing Line is popping off too.. it's crazy right now.
*click click* Snoop, hold on..
This is it, Snoop. I got that Sunshine chick on the line.
Who, Sunshine Anderson? Nigga you trying to hit that?
What did I tell you the first day I saw her in that video.. "I'm trying to come up on that."
Yeah, if she come see me, I'm gonna put her in my next movie.
Fuck you nigga.
Ha, Ha...*click*
Yeah, what's up?
Who was you talking to?
Snoop... So what's happening?
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There you have it. Believe it or not, me and Snoop kick it like that.. and did I ever tell you that I could turn pebbles into gold. I have this scheme to make some money, turn all the pebbles on the beach into gold, melt it down *bam* you got jewelry. I'm telling you, we are gonna get PAID.
copyright - whudat.com - August 2001
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