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*Timbaland ad libs while Snoop talks*
Snoop
Real nigg* s**t..
Now I'm bout to show you how the West coast rock
Real nigg* s**t
Now I'm bout to show you how the West coast rock
Real nigg* s**t..
MC Ren
Here come The Villain again, grab your hoe and get the fk outta town
This nigg* s**t make the world go round
It's that black nigg* Ren, duck when I bust
Make Jada get on these nuts, make Will, love to cuss
You wanna fk with us? Man, I wouldn't do it
Ask this nigg* here, his ass, we ran right through it
You out actin like yo' s**t be tight
Get some s**t, fk it off like Tamika Wright
Get the fk out my site, I Ren-incarnate
Droppin West coast s**t in every motherfkin state
Motherfkin legend, y'all be knowin
You can leave yo' b*tch and keep on goin
Snoop Dogg
I am Doggy Dogg b*tch (beitch) love to hit a switch
Never hit a b*tch (beitch) love that gangsta s**t
Can I hear your flow? Can I fk yo' hoe?
Boy you hard on 'em - nigg* you ain't know?
When you testify, you got to keep it fly
A lot of lie, s**t we do or die
E'ryday we high, it's like a nine to five
I got my nina my fo'-heata beata by my side
I keep it tucked close when I'm on the West coast (West coast)
I keep it on post when I'm with my East coast folks locs (East coast)
Y'all know what's crack-a-lackin
I'm from the hood of the drivebys and kidnappings, and car-jackings
Chorus: Ice Cube
Me and Snoop Dogg on the hog
On our way to the mall, fk alla y'all
We gon' ball til we fall, watch the chrome crawl
Intercept these fine girls cause we want 'em all
Droppin drawers, poppin coochie and l*ckin balls
Only gangsta as* nigg* follow nigg* laws
Only gangsta as* girls get to run the hogs
Only real as* get to set it off
The Lady of Rage
Now, the way I gets off in that as* it's a sin to not assassin
Grab a microphone have flashbacks and start flashin, ahh
I'm bound to toast ya
String you up like you was on the Ponderosa
Sip on Mimosa do it that way cause I'm supposed ta
Now most of ya, don't measure up
I'll make it hot and turn the pressure up
Steamin, regular, nah supreme and I ain't gassed
I blow an MC away like Fox(?) when I pass
Ain't nuttin s**tty about this here fk around and that's that ass
Just like, grass I, I want more Green than the Goblin
Matter of fact I want more Bank than that chick that be modelin (UHH!)
My uzi weighs more than a single ton
I leave you single son, who wanna mingle not a single one
Hah, now tell me what you figure, nigg*
Rob load up the show slow flow spitter
The hard hitter (UHH) the R nigg*, roll
I break it down sweet then I bring it back slow
Chorus
Nate Dogg
nigg* that was dumb diggy diggy dumb dumb
Here them come kiddy kiddy come come
I think a nigg* sprung spriggy spriggy sprung sprung
Probably why he done diggy diggy done done
Yo' lady think I'm cute, I be knockin her boots
When she's away from home, she be sw*llowin juice
You thinkin that's yo' son, but he ain't lookin like you
See the barrel of a gun, nigg* whatcha gon' do?
Set it off
Snoop Dogg
pop mo' s**t while we drop mo' s**t
Continously, nigg* nigg* please
Slang yo' ki's, birdies and trees
You can catch me and my , overseas
Shootin the breeze, with a cute Vietnamese
or was she Lebonese? I think she Chinese
It really don't matter cause they all on they knees
It's somethin bout these motherfkin West coast G's
Make that cheese, when the cops come you bet' not freeze
Blast on 'em like the Genovese, they yo' enemies
Lock you up and fk you up
Talk s**t to you beat you down then cuff you up
and leave you in a cell stuffed (d*mn!)
I ain't got no money for bail, that's real as fk (f'real)
Tryin to get a meal ticket and kick it
Chill, catch a plane to Spain or maybe Brazil
on the real can you feel me?
*Timbaland ad libs for a bit*
Kurupt
Yeah, yeah, set it off
It's Kurupt Young Gotti
Doin it big, for all y'all suckers
We set it off, Snoop Dogg!
It's "Tha Last Meal"
Last time y'all suckers gon' eat off my big homeboy
We set it off!
We set it off! West coast