Yeah what-up Nu-uh, nuh-no he didn't! Ah! They do it again, What-what, Did you shit on these two times Dr. Dre? Oh fo' sure! Uh-uh, naw, ya smell This is special here 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 kick mo' simplistic pimp shit On Slim's shit and start riots Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit) Throw on Conscience' at concerts And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers each other unconscious (Watch out now!) Some of crowds that Slim draws Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and of cars Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas Crenshaw Long Beach to South Central Whoa, not these niggas grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again (Hehe) You and what could harm me? D-R-E and Shady, with from Long Beach (East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' songs play It'll be a wrong move, to at me the wrong way I got a long uz', and I it all day (Blaow!) it's like a nightmare, just bein' Andre, But I
Somehow, someway 'em, nigga You know about (Snoop Dogg) Now let me cut these niggas up and show em da fuck I'm comin from I get the party crackin' from the that I be spittin' 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 what's name? I forgot, you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed Hangin' in the club, with my nephew (Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?) The Great White American Hope, hooked up With the of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!
And you don't really wanna fuck, me nigga that I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, this That's, the devil, they always dance
I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm watchin' you You're found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock coverage Gotta love it, cause I expose the little lungs is too small to hotbox with God All jokes aside, come bounce us Standin' over you a twelve gauge, about to bust It's like ashes to and dust to dust I might in the body bag, but never in cuffs So who do you trust? just not rugged enough When things get I'm in the club shootin' with Puff Bitch, please, you have a mental disease Assume the and get back down on your knees, come on
And you really wanna fuck, with me Only nigga I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, this That's, the devil, they always dance
And you don't wanna fuck, with me Only nigga I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, heat That's, the devil, they wanna dance
Aw naw, big dog Eighty pound balls, dick six inch Back up, in the, bay-bay Shday! so crazy! Gimme the mic, let me recite, Timothy White Pickets outside the offices every night What if right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a living Off of the world's misery, in the world gives me the right To say what I like, and around flippin' the bird Livin' the urban life, like a kid from the 'burbs Dreamin' at of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave Run away from and grow to be as evil as me I just want you all to me and people to see That somewhere down, there's a decent human being in me It just can't be found, so the reason you've seeing this me Is cause this is me now, the dude who's being this mean So when you see me, dressin' up like a on T-V Or the C-D usin' the fag word so freely It's just me being me, want me to tone it down? Suck my fuckin' dick, you You happy Look I start some everywhere that I go (that I go) Ask the bouncers in the club they know (cause they know) I start some shit they me out the back do' (the back do') Come and shoot the club up with a four-four (a four-four)
And you really wanna fuck, with me Only that I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, 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 wanna dance
2001 and Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Dogg on, yeah!