Yeah what-up Nu-uh, nu-uh he didn't! Ah! didn't do it again, What-what, Did you on these niggas two times Dr. Dre? 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! crackin' Dre?
Just let me lay back and kick mo' simplistic pimp shit On Slim's and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit) Throw on Conscience' at concerts And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock other unconscious (Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that draws Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard it's packed and full of cars Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is from Crenshaw From Beach to South Central Whoa, not these niggas grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again (Hehe) You and what army harm me? and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach (East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' songs play It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the way I got a uz', and I carry it all day (Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, bein' Andre, But I
Somehow, someway tell 'em, You about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg) Now let me cut these niggas up and em where da fuck I'm comin from I get the crackin' from the shit that I be spittin' son Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, and run Got about fifty guns, and I all of 'em the same, bang bang! baby girl what's your name? I forgot, you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed Hangin' in the club, with my Eminem (Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?) The Great American Hope, done hooked up With the King of the motherfuckin' coast, bay-bay!
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 wanna dance
I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm you move You're dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage Gotta love it, cause I expose the little lungs is too small to hotbox with God All jokes aside, come with us Standin' you with a twelve gauge, about to bust It's like ashes to ashes and to dust I might leave in the bag, but never in cuffs So who do you trust? They just not enough When things get rough I'm in the club with Puff Bitch, please, you must a mental disease Assume the position and get back on your knees, come on
And you really wanna fuck, with me Only that I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, this That's, the devil, they wanna dance
And you don't really fuck, with me nigga that I trust, is me Fuck around and me bust, this heat That's, the devil, they wanna dance
Aw naw, big dog Eighty pound balls, dick six long Back up, in the, heezy Shday! so crazy! Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til White outside the Interscope offices every night What if right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a living Off of the world's misery, what in the world me the right To say what I like, and walk around the bird the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs Dreamin' at night of at moms, schemin' to leave Run away from home and to be as evil as me I just you all to notice me and people to see That deep down, there's a decent human 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 mean So when you see me, up like 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? my fuckin' dick, you fagot You now? Look I some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go) Ask the bouncers in the club cause they (cause they know) I start some shit they throw me out the do' (the back do') Come back and shoot the up with a four-four (a four-four)
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
And you really wanna fuck, with me nigga that I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, this That's, the devil, always wanna dance
and forever Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate on, yeah!