1] Dre rock the with the clear stones And get on a nigga head like earphones I finna spit it, a clear tone Get yo attention, the thang since the T.V. invention as yola, I'm a big shot, a show off I'm a big pimp, I get tow off Fuck a good job, she a good jaw And sell until her mouth get raw I'm the California coast, beaches and riches Hit the cot, get ghost, no more sleepin' wit I got a coughnut, sittin' on On bitch, not Michellin tires Can't control my desires, I buy from Nordstroms not Myers Do a lot of weed, love my She keep it, fuck the blood out my Man I'm bigger than life, I do it And these broke bitches, I'm through with havin' em' Dre bogard, he shove and he And start war for G.W. Bush We be lovin' the cush, but in the backwood It a backwood, it ain't all that good I'm from the streets, where most need But I slice a nigga up like some roast meat I can bust you a rap, but else, not my job I peel ya cap back, but else, not my job I get ya for racks, but else, not my job I make you a slap, but else, not my job 2] Bitch ask me to come with her to grocery shop I her straight up like this, "no siree bob!" That's not my job, I don't do I'm a pimp slash rapper, I you knew that And yo dude, should I serve em' the news And let him know you finna be walkin' in some brand new Ooh, you a fool, gotta watch thy One false move, and you stop thy self Sometimes I'm not myself, I'm man I'm a rockstar, in another Plus I'm the man with plan in his Soon we'll all be playing in to my estimations, and these calculations And all the money I off the Rompalation I finna get as didgets that's on my license plate I shit on some of these midgets bitch I can't 3] When I dip, they trip off what dressed in Plus I got a mouth full girl's friends I'm a back to the future new game of nigga Y'all lames is plain, drinkin' the same kind of Wearin' the kind of clothes, fuckin' the same kind of clothes And you pimpin', meanin' yo games kind of old You don't it with me, I'll bother ya So get pal, before I clobber ya I got golden gloves, I give ya a new With stiff left and a sharp hook Niggaz know snitches, they ride and go with them It's all gravy, as as they don't tell on them Me and my team, see we a Fuck with my mans, and I'ma to intervene sparco, and a sancho Always lookin' out for Blanco