Yeah what-up Nu-uh, nuh-no he didn't! Ah! didn't do it again, What-what, Did you shit on niggas two times Dr. Dre? Oh fo' sure! Uh-uh, naw, ya that? This is special right What-what, Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie, Yeah, you know! What's crackin'
Just let me lay back and some mo' simplistic pimp shit On Slim's shit and start riots Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit) Throw on 'Guilty at concerts And watch mosh pits 'til knock each other unconscious (Watch out now!) Some of crowds that Slim draws Is as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and full of cars Some of crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas from Crenshaw From Long Beach to South Whoa, not these niggas These grown-ass men with hair-triggers again (Hehe) You and army could harm me? D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long (East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' these songs It'll be a wrong move, to at me the wrong way I got a long uz', and I it all day (Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just Andre, But I
Somehow, someway 'em, nigga You know about (Snoop Dogg) Now let me cut these niggas up and em where da fuck I'm comin from I get the party crackin' the shit that I be spittin' son Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, and run Got about guns, and I love all of 'em the same, bang bang! Damn baby what's your name? I forgot, what'd you say it was? Damn a buzzed Hangin' in the club, with my Eminem (Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?) The Great White Hope, done hooked up the King of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!
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 wanna
I'm the head in charge, I'm watchin' you move found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage Gotta love it, cause I the facade Your lungs is too small to hotbox with God All jokes aside, bounce with us Standin' over you with a twelve gauge, to bust It's ashes to ashes and dust to dust I might leave in the body bag, but in cuffs So who do you trust? They not rugged enough When things get rough I'm in the club shootin' with Bitch, please, you must a mental disease Assume the position and get back down on your knees, on
And you don't really fuck, with me Only that I trust, is me Fuck and make me bust, this heat That's, the devil, always wanna dance
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
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, 'til Timothy outside the Interscope offices every night What if he's right? I'm 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 white kid from the Dreamin' at night of screamin' at moms, to leave Run away from home and grow to be as as me I just you all to notice me and people to see That somewhere deep down, a decent human being in me It just be found, so the reason you've been seeing this me Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's 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 me, here want me to tone it down? Suck my dick, you fagot You happy here I start some trouble that I go (that I go) Ask the bouncers in the club cause they know (cause know) I start shit they throw me out the back do' (the back do') Come back and 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 me bust, this heat That's, the devil, they wanna dance
And you don't really fuck, with me nigga that I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, heat That's, the devil, they wanna dance
and forever Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Dogg on, yeah!