Oooh! Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all waiting for In corner, weighing 175 pounds, with a record of 17 rapes 400 assaults, and 4 murders, the undisputed, diabolical Villain in the world, Shady!
So a bottle, let your body waddle Don't act like a snobby You just hit the Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding and no not one of them got gloves
Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the I noticed there's so many of and there's really not that many of us Ladies us and my posse's kicking up dust It's on till the break of dawn and we're this party from dusk
Ok, go Back when Andre, the giant, elephant tusk Picture us, you'll be another one bit the dust Just one up my mother's son who got under the bus Kiss my butt, lick my wonder cheese under my nuts It disgusts me to see the the way that it looks It's a must, I redeem my name and haters get lust, man they love me when I'm laying the cut Missed the cut, the lady a eighty some paper cut
Now picture us, it's you curse at the thought Cuz I spit the verse the shit gets worse than Worcestershire sauce If I could fit the as picture perfect, works every time verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes It's elementary, the elephants have the room I venture to say with the center of attention its Not to mention back with a vengeance, so here's the Of the bat symbol, the platinum trio is on you hoes
So a bottle, let your body waddle Don't act like a model You just hit the Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding and no not one of them got gloves
Now where's the Who's got the rubbers? I noticed there's so of them and there's really not that many of us And ladies us and my posse's kicking up dust It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this from dusk
and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
They see that low rider go by they're "Oh my!" You got to tell me why you're sick cuz I know why I dip through in that six trey like 'em Dre I'm an itch that they scratch, they're sick of me But hey, else can I say? I love LA Cuz over and above all, it's another day And this one where the last one ends Pick up where we left off and get again
I'll be dammed, just fucked around and crashed my Driving around a smashed front end Let's cash one in Grab one from out the stable The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El The if I know Do I want leather seats or Decisions, decisions, garage looks Precision Collision Or Maico beats quake like Just keep the bass low, speakers away from face though
So a bottle, let your body waddle Don't act like a model You just hit the Uh oh uh oh, bitches in my Tahoe Got one riding shotgun and no not one of got gloves
Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that of us And ladies us, my posse's kicking up dust It's on till the break of dawn and starting this party from dusk
And I take great in introducing, 50 Cent
It's bottle bottle The money ain't a thang when you party me Its what we into, it's We out of control like you wouldn't believe I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King Get on, wrapped up and reigned on I'm so through Vietnam, ring the alarm Bring the Chandon, burn marajauan do what you
Nigga on and on till the of what Get the paper man I'm caking you know I don't give a I spend it like it mean nothing it like its supposed to be blown Motherfucker I'm I I style I flash the shit I gets what the fuck I want, so I trick? Fat ass burgundy bags, classy Jimmy Cho shoes I say a bitch move
So crack a bottle, let body waddle Don't act like a model You just hit the Uh oh uh oh, bitches in my Tahoe Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got
Now where's the Who's got the rubbers? I noticed there's so many of and there's really not that many of us And ladies love us, my kicking up dust It's on till the break of and we're starting this party from dusk