Yeah Detroit? Nu-uh, nuh-no he didn't! Ah! They do it again, What-what, Did you shit on these niggas two times Dr. Oh fo' sure! Uh-uh, naw, ya smell This is special right What-what, Yeah, a toast to the boogie baby Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie, Yeah, you know! What's Dre?
Just let me lay back and some mo' simplistic pimp shit On Slim's shit and start riots Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit) on 'Guilty Conscience' at concerts And watch mosh pits 'til knock each other unconscious (Watch out now!) Some of these that Slim draws Is rowdy as Boulevard when it's packed and full of cars Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas from From Beach to South Central Whoa, not these niggas These ignorant men with hair-triggers again (Hehe) You and what could harm me? D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Beach (East-side!) Came a way, to makin' these songs play It'll be a wrong move, to at me the wrong way I got a uz', and I carry it all day (Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just Andre, But I
Somehow, someway 'em, nigga You know Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg) Now let me cut these up and show em where da fuck I'm comin from I get the party crackin' from the shit that I be son Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, and run Got about fifty guns, and I love all of 'em the same, bang! Damn baby girl your name? I forgot, what'd you say it was? Damn a nigga in the club, with my nephew Eminem (Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?) The Great White American Hope, done up the King of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!
And you really wanna fuck, with me Only that I trust, is me Fuck around and me bust, this heat That's, the devil, they always dance
I'm the head in charge, I'm watchin' you move You're dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage Gotta love it, I expose the facade Your lungs is too small to hotbox with God All jokes aside, bounce with us Standin' you with a twelve gauge, about to bust It's like ashes to ashes and dust to I might leave in the body bag, but in cuffs So who do you trust? just not rugged enough When get rough I'm in the club shootin' with Puff Bitch, please, you must a mental disease Assume the and get back down on your knees, come on
And you don't really fuck, with me nigga that I trust, is me Fuck and make me bust, this heat That's, the devil, they always dance
And you don't really wanna fuck, me Only nigga I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, this That's, the devil, they always wanna
Aw naw, big dog Eighty pound balls, six inch long up, in the, heezy bay-bay Shday! so crazy! Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til White Pickets the Interscope offices every night What if he's right? I'm a criminal, makin' a living Off of the misery, what in the world gives me the right To say what I like, and walk around the bird Livin' the urban life, a white kid from the 'burbs at night of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave Run away from home and to be as evil as me I just want you all to me and people to see That somewhere deep down, there's a decent being in me It can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing this me Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being this So when you see me, dressin' up a nerd on T-V Or heard the C-D usin' the fag word so It's just me being me, here want me to it down? Suck my fuckin' dick, you You now? here I start some trouble that I go (that I go) Ask the bouncers in the cause they know (cause they know) I start some shit they me out the back do' (the back do') back and shoot the club up with a four-four (a four-four)
And you don't really fuck, with me nigga that I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, this That's, the devil, always wanna dance
And you don't really fuck, with me Only nigga I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, this That's, the devil, they always wanna
2001 and Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg on, yeah!