Artist: Snoop Dogg f/ Suga Free Album: Coolaid Song: What If Typed by: Lil Hustle (*talking*) Yeah man, do you ever sit and wonder sometimes What if, I mean like, for real though I mean sometimes, I just think to myself like What if, I mean that's a-that's a big question right If if was a fifth we'd all be fucked up, ha-ha But what I really wanna know is, what if Hey Suga Free, give it to me come on [Suga Free] (what if) we had a reckless motherfucker That was King of the West Coast, instead of Big Snoop Dogg (what if), we never had a nigga like Big P From the Southside, nigga going whoo (what if) we never had a real woman, that could raise us And teach us, and show us what the real was (what if), we had to take it If you didn't have Suga Free, motherfucker you'd have to make it Social media only adds, to he-say she-say shit And where would I be without Tone, Pimp On and DJ Quik Yeah, act like you knew that I'm glad I had somebody to tell me don't think with your dick boy, don't do that Uh come on you know me mayn, I pimp on I entertain man, that's why I stay inside my tony lane I gotta be careful, when I show you stuff Cause these haters don't like you, if you know too much Yeah now give it up, if you like this And you prefer the peace, and it won't matter if you don't have no one to fight with We pull the cards, around a phony My lil' sister told me, niggaz act harder round they homies Because the West, don't need no beef We need our Remy's and our roaches, and our Rere's and our Monique So stay prayed up, or Marone I got it What if you talked to that man, and understood before you shot him [Chorus] (what if), the Blood's and the Crip's was the same And all niggaz, joined one gang (what if), my granny wouldn't have died Man I probably wouldn't have been, from the Eastside (what if), you could do what you don't And live, how you motherfucking want (what if) a phony is a phony, a homie is a homie And you know, the big homie don't play that [Snoop Dogg] Catch him stick him, rip him riding Ladi-doddi, we shot up the party The old me the new you, you niggaz trying to do me You better off, trying to do you Boo-hoo, voodoo, taboo DPGC, what it really do I educate, when I illustrate In other words, I be teaching preaching to each and everyone Never been a scary one Always been a down ass nigga, clown ass nigga Repping my city, rep-tibly Extra-extraodinaire, exceptionally Never late predicate, elevate levitate My nigga, I'm way too high to ever hate Papa Snoop and my mama Beverly, heavenly Thank God for y'all having me, on the real [Chorus] (what if), the Blood's and the Crip's was the same And all niggaz, joined one gang (what if), my granny wouldn't have died Man I probably wouldn't have been, from the Eastside (what if), you could do what you don't And live, how you motherfucking want [Suga Free] (what if) we had a reckless motherfucker That was King of the West Coast, instead of Big Snoop Dogg (what if), we never had a nigga like Big P From the Southside, nigga going whoo (what if) we never had a real woman, that could raise us And teach us, and show us what the real was (what if), we had to take it If you didn't have Suga Free, motherfucker you'd have to make it