Drugs-N-Alkahol, baby, ahh Uhh, mm, funky, ohh
Huh, I'm Mr. What the fuck you at I'm Mr. to run and get the gat Treat you like the like a diplomat Xzibit used to push a 'llac, now I'm Rovin' over never sober, bear witness like Jehovah
Enemies fall like Restless standin' like a soldier We thick like the first Motorola brick phones Cut to the bone, celebratin' 'Dre Day', it Or leave it alone, consider me the heir to the throne The lifestyle of the savage and well known protectin' my
Rolling bringin' it home, time for transition Don't talk too loud, you might find missin' Look my eyes, all you see is will to survive By any means, retreatin' to the To meditate, liftin' train a heavyweight Hit you and run with a California license
When y'all niggaz actin' like bitches Bitches, stop like niggaz we can all clock figures on my dick, niggaz on my dick They all on my dick, fuck that
When y'all bitches stop actin' niggaz Niggaz stop actin' bitches we can all get riches on my dick, niggaz on my dick Fuck shit, we can all get rich
Doggy Dogg is to blow up All Snoop Dogg haters need to slow up, sho' nuff Know X, the game is gettin' sewn up But I'm 'em up and leavin' 'em I'm buckin' 'em till they bruh
up, fuck that, you tryin' to get swoll up By the mic controller, clip exposure, condos of a composer Sick a bowl-of, a bowl of deez nuts
Fuck him up, him out, then toss him out With the stamp on his head, Dogghouse Nigga, I'm universal Down South my collar with my dick in your girl's mouth, ha ha
You act you a dude you get smashed on Full out my bitches with fucked up attitude Nappy head hoes, worse than niggaz I treat 'em all the same, bitch yo' game
When y'all niggaz stop like bitches Bitches, stop actin' like niggaz we can all clock Hoes on my dick, on my dick They all on my dick, that shit
y'all bitches stop actin' like niggaz Niggaz stop like bitches we can all get riches Hoes on my dick, on my dick Fuck that shit, we can all get
With the of a wrist, send you deep into the abyss I pop Cryst', but will pop a nigga with this my way to the top of the list, raised your fifth Anything to it movin' make it harder to hit
We when you thought we was finished and done Lookin' my cold shoulder is Attila the Hun The gatling gun, guillotine, Don King's Dream sixteen, shoulda been a marine
Makin' the whole collapse, millennium raps Why fight for scraps, and take the whole plate witcha The penny with a whole lot of come and get ya You gettin' my or do I have to let 'em hit ya?
Feel the rush whenever I bust Got eyes in back of my The the I trust is just like me Full of with very large appetites I'm too complex to down in black and white
When y'all niggaz actin' like bitches Bitches, stop actin' like niggaz we can all figures Hoes on my dick, on my dick all on my dick, fuck that shit
When y'all bitches stop like niggaz Niggaz actin' like bitches we can all get riches on my dick, niggaz on my dick Fuck that shit, we can all get
Niggaz, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, ahh Yes, X to the Z, D O to the motherfuckin' G, oh, wee Ahh, this funky right here my nigga Yeah, bar nigga, we gettin' fucked up
four in the morning, ain't no time limits Huh, huh, you tryin' to hotbox with us, nigga Roll some X,
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