SNOOP DOGG GETS CLASSY by PRANESH

SNOOP DOGG GETS CLASSY by PRANESH

"In my younger and more vulnerable years my father, Dogg E. Lee Jr. gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since."
Snoop Dogg Sr.'s yellowed and bloodshot eyes began to clench as he absorbed the first line of his masterpiece. His hand was stained with dark, chalky markings of fine kush. He chuckled at the thought of writing an entire novel high, then slowly drooping his braided pigtails onto the stacks of pure hemp sheets. 

Snoop Dogg Sr. dozed off in a wonderful slumber until he awoke to the sound of dissipating footsteps and an echoing string of maniacal laughter. His manuscript was gone! He stood there sobbing until his eyes became puffy and red.

About two months after this incident, Dogg decided to take a stroll to his favorite weed store established by none other then Doggy Dog. Within minutes of getting high, he clumsily marched forth into his local Barnes & Noble to educate himself on dark matter. He stumbled upon a book called the Great Gatsby. Through his weed-induced mind, the cover image of the book had a psychedelic feel and looked pretty fresh. He flipped through the pages and eyed the first sentence. Snoop Dogg knelt down and began to cry out droplets of hashish oil onto the book, proceeded to light the book which he rolled in a cylindrical form with his pigtails, and inhaled the forged humiliation. This was it... Snoop Dogg Sr. cannot sellout a happy doggy

70 years have passed and Snoop Dogg Jr., or Snoop Dogg that has caught on well enough today, has decided to continue his godfather's legacy. SELLIN OWT


Pranesh previously submitted this piece to Rap Industry Fanfiction in 7th grade, yet it was never published.

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