It’s In The Air(feat. Uncle Murda, Jane Handcock) (Explicit) - Snoop Dogg/Uncle Murda/Jane Handcock

Lyrics by：Calvin Broadus/Jane Handcock/Uncle Murda

Yeah

I need somethin' David Ruffin right now

Where you at David Kick some s**t for me cuh

It's in the air

It's everywhere

Uncle Murda

I know you with me n***a

It's in the air

I smell you n***a

Snoop I feel it in the air

West Coast East Coast you know the vibes

I used to be a soldier n***a

I did what I was told

Bossed up got n***as under me now that I control

Got interrogated for homicides I ain't never fold

Sold drugs sold P***y ain't never sell my soul

Got shot shot n***as I been through all that s**t

Wanted Jordans back when my mama couldn't afford them s**ts

Watching her struggle made me not wanna be a civilian

Acquired the finer things in life by being a villain

If you ain't played the field you wouldn't understand my story

All them robberies we committed back then was mandatory

All your n***as might not be there for you

When you need them

You gon' find out who is who

When you fighting for your freedom

You in a gang you'd be a fool to think everyone loyal

My kids don't know nothing 'bout struggling all of them

Spoiled

That's why I do this s**t thought y'all n***as knew this s**t

If I can't put food on they table

I'ma start shooting s**t

It's in the air it's everywhere

Said it's in the air

It's in the air it's everywhere

Ooh ooh

Let me in this motherf**ker Murda

When yo yonder we ponder slip raindrops

S**t don't stop we be rocking 'til the pain stops

Meditate take a hit and levitate

Sit your a*s down boy let me get your head straight

Look into my eyes 'til your pupils dilate

And if you really want that smoke then I must annihilate

Fly away with no one

'Pon my return I'm on one

Which leads me to plead the fifth

On the sixth and the seventh I was blowing an eighth

On the ninth and the tenth I was back in LA

On the eleventh and the twelfth I was in the UK

Ask anybody regulate it separate it

A tall glass of orange juice concentrate it

Spraying n***as down with the sucker repellant

So you can smell what I'm smoking

And you can see what I'm selling n***a

It's in the air it's everywhere

It's in the air it's everywhere

Ooh

Yeah it's in the air

And I'm talking 'bout love love is in the air

See love is a deadly word though

It's a thin line between love and hate my n***a

See 'cause a n***a could hate you so much right

But he really love you