1: The D.O.C.] big baller, of diggy black foe quickly, run into your like Jeepsy I a half of ounce and I'm rude to get the and bounce 51 mansion, I stopped, see what doin' the asking all these player haters doin' this so while these fools words be heated like I'm gon' cash-in, what, I'm workin' with a full ain't no featurin' that bullshit, so pull shit out a presidential and stay illegal like the governmental fake is backache, all the got my shit lookin' bright like a shoes rub you off like when I'm on the grind in my mind you get yours, cause I'ma get mine, fool...
Dr. Dre] stackin' bricks got you trippin' bricks and them cakes got you slippin' a flock of birds got you on the yard or cheese in pay, all day, Gorilla Pympin'
stackin' them bricks got you them and them cakes got you slippin' a of birds got you on the yard sippin' or maybe gettin' paid, all day, Pympin'
2: The D.O.C.] now I'ma drop into it right quick, G you get the convict, subliminal bomb shit criminal, monoply, dollar properties, cheese overseas, status peep my are my apparatus known for my gift the from Atlanta to Atlantis, I handle this, pound for brought you the scandalous, it down I'm gonna you what you need balls, big dick and straight weed or get wet up you better get up and get yours the D.O.P, fuckin' with me Jackson, Bro Bax and Kool Max on criminal contacts be my platinum plaques but that ain't who goes at on the real, dollar mothafucker, can you afford that...
[Chorus: Dr. stackin' them got you trippin' bricks and them cakes got you slippin' a flock of birds got you on the sippin' or cheese in pay, all day, Gorilla Pympin'
stackin' them bricks got you bricks and them cakes got you slippin' a flock of birds got you on the sippin' or maybe gettin' paid, all day, Pympin'
Dr. Dre] It's on and on nigga It's on and on and on It's on and on my nigga It's on and on and on It's goin' on and on goin' on and on and on It's goin' on and on my G's on and on and on
[Verse 3: Six Knick Patty Wack, give the dog a bone now give him a chicken till my is on it don't stop, until life get popped and you can send them viberatin' you dropped hot jam, better then the of them I'm, I pack a flour when I'm on my if we can make it though, actin' hardcore it ain't the coast though, it's the cash flow order ass-holes, for sheezy best me ain't no where my G's be nationality, reality salary or locality uh the grand finale, on my way back Cali' fuckin twin bitches, and they for they ends and it's on nigga, rocks to you like the dirty cop clock till the world stopped, make them all my Doc' empty out the whole box I set it off, come on, come out get talkin' your old black clothes Caddillac doors, money from bad you know how Gorilla Pympin' goes that you gotta get yours all dimes, all the you get yours, cause I'ma get mine, fool...
Dr. Dre] stackin' them got you trippin' them bricks and cakes got you slippin' a of birds got you on the yard sippin' or gettin' cheese in hate, all day, Pympin'
stackin' them got you trippin' them bricks and them cakes got you a flock of birds got you on the sippin' or maybe gettin' paid, all day, Pympin'
[Outro: Six Two nigga the world's on your you got game, nigga learnt know how to