Well it's that flow, D-O-double-G, nigga See these other fools but you see me, nigga Who am I? (It's motherfucker) Do or die (We gives a motherfucker) So slow roll, I'm In Control like Janet The loc-est twenty-one old nigga that's on this planet Take it for granted, if ya want to, 'cause I'm Grab my strap then the corner, bitch!!
So all my bitches and my niggas and my and my bitches Wave your motherfucking in the air And if you don't a shit Like we don't give a Wave your fingers in the air So all my and my bitches and my bitches and my niggas Wave motherfucking hands in the air And if you don't give a Like we don't give a Wave your hands in the air
Now on a one, two, three who it be Coming a group of gangsta shit for ninety-three So ninety-four's arrived nigga, on up And let me and my Dogg fuck shit up Now can't nobody see me or there Wherever I bails, I put it down on the 'cause ain't shit for in the Coupe With the beat off gold D's And my cousin Snoop packs well, you know I mean And it take much, for the Dogg Pound to bust a cap In ass, for getting us all fucked up Now check it, a calling for niggas like Doggs Who supposed to be the shit, but steadily bitching hogs (Yes y'all) Walk the Doggs (yes y'all) Yiggy Stay full of gin and juice and have a ball
I packs a strap, like that, I kicks it this Now how many bitches must get Before say, that Daz is that nigga from back in the day Ya never ever I'd see him busting with Dr. Dre Cause I mics, I rips mics in half Hoes be to my flat so I can tap that ass
So all my bitches and my and my niggas and my bitches your motherfucking hands in the air And if you don't a shit we don't give a shit Wave your motherfucking in the air So all my niggas and my bitches and my and my niggas Wave your motherfucking in the air And if you give a fuck Like we don't give a Wave your hands in the air
You're my way, nigga you best to hit a you-turn quick So what's happening? I'm capping up like a Western flick The of the clique, top notch 17 shot Glock cocked, so all nigga The run of the mill fool get broke off for to serve The best Kurupt's era, peep the terror, 'cause it's a murder I smoke chronic everyday, so what we Another motherfucker, getting served some cavy Now who, drops (ruff rhymes) I got full like 2Pac (plus I'm) with two Glocks Fly motherfuckers can't see Hell-raising like Pinhead, beware I'm shit the fuck up Slow your roll, your legs was broken Who's joking? Rakim never joked, so why I loc? Now that's my idol, check the rhyme flow doe Running em like Flo Jo, on Death Row Mediocre die 'cause I'm serving it They can't fuck with or see me I'm mass (Smoking indo, look out my I suppose) Yeah (Niggas understand how we kicks different flows) (I'm raw new footage) I'm rugged like a BF Goodrich (Bring your whole set and get your lynched) (Drop to your knees a dog in heat) Peep the styles and the poetical techniques
So all my bitches and my and my niggas and my bitches Wave your motherfucking in the air And if you give a shit Like we don't give a Wave motherfucking fingers in the air So all my niggas and my bitches and my and my niggas Wave your hands in the air And if you don't give a we don't give a fuck Wave your motherfucking in the air
it out, it's Rage, ready for the breakdown Take down, when it comes to the mic I'm putting my down And 175 pounds of beed Beating yo' ass down to the Fool, act like ya I'm stranded on Death Row no where to go, so a girl to do Take out a crew, or two, a few, you want to do?
Throw guns in the motherfucking air, we don't care (Niggas don't give a nigga) About nothing at all, my Doggs and clocking the grip bitch (Niggas don't give a nigga) That's why I can it so tuff, 'cause when times get ruff, my (Niggas don't a fuck nigga) The clique I'm with, don't give a shit, ya know (Real niggaz give a fuck)
To all my and my niggas Wave your motherfucking in the air To all my and my niggas Wave your motherfucking in the air To all my and my niggas And if you don't a shit we don't give a shit Wave your fingers in the air