[Snoop Check it out this game is a motherfuckin trip man Word on the Everybody tryin to run up on me hollerin word on the street is dis nigga said dis. Man I don't give a FUCK about what that nigga man! That's what's wrong with you niggaz, you is just like bitches Hoe-ass niggaz, talk too much (speak) Study your own, get own -- yahmsayin? Be independent - BEOTCH! Yeah [Snoop] Bitch (bitch niggaz). Bitch (bitch niggaz). Bitch-ass (beotch). [both] NIGGAZ (bitch niggaz). [Snoop] Yeah I'm talkin you (beotch). Bitch niggaz and you too (beotch). [Snoop Hmm. Dogg. I meet mo' bitch niggaz than hoes - here And I really don't know, but just how it go (damn) Dogg - so many niggaz like to up shit And just like a (beotch) niggaz be talkin shit (nigga) Smilin in my face and then they blast me in the (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka) Niggaz stay strapped from way back, payback.'ll make niggaz wanna pop that If you ready for the game (uh-uh) nigga stop that shit We rock that shit, my nigga Dre, drop that (right) No mo' talkin, I'm and I'm poppin the clip Glock on the hip, set-trippin dippin an' If you act like a (nigga) nigga you get smacked like a bitch [Snoop] Bitch niggaz, bitch (bitch niggaz) [Dr. These niggaz don't know what the fuck is on Yo Dogg, check it kick Let me holla at these for a minute. Straight off the streets of chaos and no The aggravated, makin these punk muh'fuckers it COMPTON is the I'm from Cain't leave the crib without a murder wea-pon Huh, I cain't my life on broke no mo' And most of these fools ain't shit but smile in a nigga face - and for what? They got the game fucked up, and my thang fucked up I done learned a lot, seen a lot The top notch nigga, I'm for that spot Now peep game on what Six-Deuce me These niggaz yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (what?) And these punk-ass hoes is lookin for You gotta watch your homeboys, cause a nigga never Oh, they'll be around, but yo' paper get low like Master P said, "There Dey Go, There Day Go" niggaz... uh-huh... {Dr. Dre and scratches "attention all personnel"} {"stop scheamin, and hard" -> Audio Two} {"stop scheamin, and.an, and.an-an, and.and hard"} [Dr. Bitch nigga, a bitch Bitch nigga, bitch nigga Youse a nigga, motherfucker bitch nigga A bitch nigga. a nigga I know yo' type, so bitch in you, if it was slightly darker lights was little my dick be stuck up in yo' windpipe! Hmm, rather blow me than fight, I'm from the OLD SCHOOL like Rome homey yo, you owe me the right to slap you, like the bitch you are, that wanted to cap you every since you was mad me with that bitch in yo' car {singing} "Who do you think you are? Mr. Big Stuff" Man, you shit on Hit, get yo' shit plus pistol-whipped, cover it up - use yo' blush Mr. Powder yo', bark ain't loud enough, huh I know that's mo' rah-rah, HA HA I have to laugh Dre, I bet he bubble baths You want no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me Doggy Dogg, Doctor plus me No youse a busta slash hussy, soft as a Puppy Must we break you down to estrogen hated specimen's a nigga! {Dr. Dre cuts and "attention all personnel"} {"stop scheamin, and lookin hard" -> Two} {"stop.stop.stop scheamin, and hard"} {".op-stop.ah-op-op-stop-sch-sch-scheamin, and hard"} {"stop scheamin. an-an. an-an. lookin hard"} {"stop scheamin, and hard"} {"stop skee-scheamin, and hard"} {"stop scheamin, and. and. and. stop scheamin, and hard"}