It's amazing how much of a joke Snoop Dogg has become since his explosion to greatness on Dr. Dre's The Chronic twelve years ago. His slithering vocal cadence was tough yet smooth, and, despite the fact that he looked like he weighed maybe 90 pounds, he still managed to seem intimidating with his aloof cool. A rap for murder didn't hurt his gangster image, either. These days, no one fears Snoop Dogg. He's a cartoon. He produces bad porn. He guest stars on anyone's albums. Seriously, call him. He'll probably guest on your record, too. Needless to say, he's completely lost his touch. This album is a sad stab at gimmicky duets with Justin Timberlake and obnoxious production by The Neptunes.