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[Snoop
Yeah.. yo my nigga?
the big homeboy Snoop Dogg
And y'know, the streets is a
D.P.G.C.,
Representin to the fullest, like dat
Y'KNOW!

Organized
The young
Ha hah, Frank Sinatra, beotch!

Chorus: repeat 2X (w/ variations)

I call, I call shots here
Tell who to pop and who not to pop here
Slow down here, don't make too much noise
You who runs the blocks round here

Psychosomatic, static
Catatonic, supersonic, chronic addict
Astrononimcal in the Thunderdome
In the of the dungeon, dangerous, dastardly
Catastrophes, into a pit
Tyranno-Don, crackin the on the walls
Camouflage, on the of livest
Bout to put somethin up in garage
It's for, world war three motherfucker
You me, Young Got-ti motherfucker
I holds the like a grudge
In the 'llac laid back, so back the up
This might you a heart attack
It's real simple, get mo' simple than that
that..

The acrobatical automatic
Automatically that got it verbally guided
Visually you ride it Super like the
Potent like gin and tonic being injected through the
with dosage of liquid chronic (WHAT?)
Columbian flake, the top
Irate lost mental
Stallion I'm want about a or more
of fools to come back and get some more
You can tell the gangs as as he come in the door
He wear Calvin Klein, he won't wear valour
He got some Cortez or Converse on
All-Stars, G'd from the hat to the
You can miss me, I'm chillin up in Mississippi
or Poughkeepsie or Baton guzzlin whiskey
I'm a walkin franchise and I get paid
Get dropped, mopped and stomped a parade
Persuasion, three of the invasion
I gots to break cause I'm feelin caged in
in the jungle, blaze a botanical garden up
Nowadays, ain't hard enough
to bombard and bogart, spots like
revolutionary infantries
I'll bet a to one, you're never gonna make it
You're never gonna get it, can't fuck wit us
Put it together, our squad Mod Squad
Soldiers, I thought I told ya

I'm a smasher, the youngest gangster rapper
Spectacular, chrome packer
Money stacker, cakalaka
Verbal predator, fake rap
Gotti jawbreaker, the back cracker
makin, we smart like computer hackers
I came in this game with to get it maxed
And my enemies, feel the wrath of my
No escapin without, capture
Don't be upset, me and the homies jack ya
Cause we straight jackin, if I say it's on crackin
Young thugs, from Y.A., we make it
Swearin y'all can see me but just like seein Elvis
I grab to crick a back and crack a 'cross the pelvis
My rhymes is dangerous, to health
I make a nigga twenty kids and cap his own self
Who am I? The incorrigible lyrical
is horrible yet the way I'll embarass you
See me on the streets, by and I just stare at you
Tough talk, when there's bullets through the air at you
Test your nigga? One less nigga
Me and Kurupt two gats and one vest nigga
We astronomical, phenomenal, magical,
your first-born as collateral!

I call, I shots round here