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Ai Dogg, let me at'cha man
Wuz up
is on the streets
Your beats gone be
Since Dre did the spea's out, man
Delicate,
So what makes me now?
Man, I don't give a fuck about no

Now let me that shit man
I hear ya
It's a cold, cold
It's a cold
For real, hmm

I got more niggas to get at me than the President do sometimes
Niggas be tryin' to get at me 'cos I be funky rhymes
What the fuck is goin' on? rap game is made to make money
You niggas is taking the shit outta hand, actin' way too
Doin' too much, y'know I see it from the get-go
What the fuck's goin' on wit you niggas, y'all tryin' to a low pro
And tryin' ta be hard and tryin' ta be big willies or whatever they it
I guess it's time for me to act just like an
And to the game, I'm a stumble in like I don't know
And if a nigga say somethin' wrong, I'm takin' off the get-go

I ain't no room to try to get me first
'Cos I done been bombed on and I'ma tell you
Man, the worst
Fifth in the world, but I'ma keep my together
'Cos I'ma makin' money and hope everything is still together
Havin' papers, man, now what y'all niggas
All y'all on the corner, drinkin' your drink
Wanna be what I'm doin'
But don't get mad and be tryin' to play-hate
'Cos, uhh, takin' trips around state to

Representin', uhh, what wanna represent
But y'all can't represent it 'cos y'all got no dollars, no
I'm movin' on, on and I'm movin'
Makin' more than the average Cuban
ta get G's across the town, tryin' ta make more hits
And tryin' ta get my tight and get at your bitch
Now if she wants to get with this, she gone come at a player, do'
'Cos she know that Snoop Dogg is got that white Royce
And she to jump in, bring a friend
'Cos is like alphabet, come on in

Come on in and bring a and you can come on back
'Cos when you do, we be sippin' on some Cognac
It's on me, I'm feelin' tonight
'Cos I'ma do mines and keep everything tight
I ain't lettin' nothin' leak 'cos if leak, then I'm get caught
And I can't get caught 'cos you how they do it
that child support
Shit, bitches is cold on a nigga who ain't got his tight
Gettin' percent, half your life
Shit, I love my boy and all

But I gonna be payin' no bitch, no no, no way Dogg
I'm too on my toes, I'm too tight
I'm guaranteed to get from some shit like dat, ain't that right
'Cos, uhh, when you in this game you got to be the real player
You can't be no fake ass nigga about you wanna be the man
'Cos if you ain't with the game, the game gonna be wit you
And I can put that on including you

One of every five black males the year 2000
Will be or deceased
No justice, no
Yeah, the truth hurts, we to go to church

here, but don't cut it, gettin' five points
Step back for a second, I'm puttin' less five to this joint
Hmm, if this is the niggas gonna blow up
Like Atlanta at the
Niggas be trippin' but I'll be
I don't be trippin' off no at all, no bitches
Just tryin' to get my money, I don't even be trippin' off no
I used to like low-riders but now I Eastsiders
I put it wit me and make a hit maker, y'knowhatI'msayin'?
I the Lakers now 'cos now they got Shaq O'Neal
It's time to make a million dollars and for real

See we gone up and show up and throw up nuttin' but Dogg Pound
it to ya ta put it down and we'll be 'round to your town
So just sit in your and wait til' we come through
Until we do just keep smokin' and blue
Or whatever you do just true to what you do
'Cos we gone keep what the fuck we got to do
Now, me now and listen to the instructions
'Cos the game's gonna get deep now, is tryin' ta creep
Tryin' ta get up on game but they wanna be down with the PG
All of a sudden wanna dis DP

we look like?
Makin' y'all us, that ain't right
I should get upset but stay composed
Chill for a second, spit at hos
Drinkin' my drink, my dank
Countin' my bank, uhh, that stank
bank is what I got 'cos I'ma keep it
And nah this no motherfuckin' secret

Yeah, we're in drought
Niggas for a reason
It's like without the feast
Yeah, the truth hurts, scared to go to church

They got me runnin' from my life, I'm gates
They got on my ass but I'm a Dogg
So I know how to alert and get wit dat
The dog run up on me, I give him a cold like nigga up off me
He around and bite the police, hmm
Game recognize Dogg too cold, I'm on my toes
I slide in the back of a garage with this ho
They run past me, ask me, "Have I seen the suspect?"
"Yeah, he that way", now for the jack