Snoop Dogg – That Tree ft. Kid Cudi

February 26, 2010

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“That Tree” by Snoop Dogg featuring Kid Cudi is a chill and laid-back hip-hop track with a cannabis culture theme. Released in 2010, the song received positive reviews for the enjoyable collaboration between Snoop Dogg and Kid Cudi, who brought their contrasting styles together. The mellow beat, catchy chorus, and smooth delivery contributed to the song’s overall appeal. Check out the Snoop Dogg That Tree Lyrics, Video, and Download here…

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Snoop Dogg f/ Kid Cudi – That Tree

Snoop Dogg That Tree Lyrics

Snoopy, its what they say as if they knew meGroupie on my head like a cufiMy nigga kid cudi thats my little buddyCalls some hos up and get some cudi cudiWhats your life likeMines is kinda tightA long way from hustlin’ a china whiteMy people love the fans love me come all goIf you aint showin love than what you call forI don’t need it in my lifeMy kids pay the priceSorta like the need of my wifeSmoke til I’m gone dog on the throneI’m worldwide known I’m a boss in the zoneI get it how I get it cause I canI earn my spot, you see the planI’m just fuckin’ with my fansI turned out to be the better manImportant to life you understand while I’m puffin on this gram

Everythin’ I’m havin’No they ain’t necessityThough I’m shinin’ keep on grindin’What you see ain’t all of meThough I keep them hoes don’t love them hoesThe code in which I rollIts so simple what I needYou know I keep my fam’ and I can’t forget that treeNah nah nah nah nah nah,I can’t forget that tree,Nah nah nah nah nah nah,I can’t forget that tree,Nah nah nah nah nah nah,I can’t forget that tree,Nah nah nah nah nah nah nahNah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah

I got my fam’ dog, I got my niggas,Got little money dog but I ain’t tripping,Most days I’m faded, feeling ex-rated,Steady wanting freaky hoes, then I want a lady,Holdin’ the fam down and the clothes on me,The people who were there, stupid sucka left me lonely,Phony, when you see me nigga, don’t approach me,Made it to the top baby, that’s on me,Cops trying to claim that they made me,I want you to feel another real for gaizing,I keep it one hundred, never frontin’, don’t need me,I’m in the zone, no place for pussy my nigga,Cool yo that niggas don’t know, loco how a nigga like me postpone,The one fans loved, who was always approachable yo,And I rep the double O, smoking, eating Cheerios

Can’t forget it, they made me who I am, a king,And I’m still on the scene you gotta love it, all out in public,The people want to touch it, I need a blunt with the stuffin’,Nigga, it’s nothin’ for me to chill out and post up at the house,With Madden on the screen and smash on the homies,Hollywood nice now,Everyone want me and on the blogs they talk shit like they know me,Fool, I’ll take you niggas to school, “How to get rich and stay cool”,Snoopy D O Dub show you homie, even with the critics and feds on me,I was tappin’ all the Choanies,Dog, but my folks call me snoopy, boss dogg nigga sue me,Pony tail swinging as I lay in the jacuzzi,Love of my life while I’m puffing on the good weed

Snoop dogg in the house tonight blowingThat Laker crip that I know you like, right?Kid Cudi, my nephew,Blaze that shit right nowWould you?Would you? Right?

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