| dr dre
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| ay ay snoop whattup this your nigga dre
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| ay man i was thinkin i ain’t said shit on your whole motherfuckin album
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| so check it out put this on there
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| all you motherfuckin haters out there can suck my motherfuckin dick
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| and we still smokin what
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| chorus nate dogg
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| for the nigga who be talkin loud and holdin his dick
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| talkin shit he better lay low
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| for the bitch that said i shot some shit up out of my dick
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| now she sick she better lay low
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| for the niggaz who be claimin my hood
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| and really ain’t from my gang better lay low
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| i hope he don’t be thinkin i’m just talkin
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| and i won’t do a thing really hope so snoop dogg
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| hmm lay low nobody move until i say so limo tint rollin deep like the president
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| see i don’t go to clubs i never chase a bitch beitch
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| i’m here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
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| we call it stress some of y’all call it chocolate
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| return of the top dogg and ain’t no stoppin this
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| whatever the case i ain’t tryin to catch it lay low blow big dope and slang records
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| unseen but well heard do not disturb
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| the only reason you alive cause i ain’t sent the word
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| i flip faster than birds snoop dogg will emerge
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| from the smoke and go loc you shouldn’t provoke
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| i bring the worst from the l b c smash motherfuckers thinkin they gon’smash on me snoop and dre give a fuck about what y’all say
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| from the world’s most dangerous group n w a ay ay butch cassidy
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| our rise it was no surprise
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| i always knew these fools would trip
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| hatin fakin schemin on mine
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| and on the down low talkin shit
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| best move cause i refuse to lose
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| no matter which damn road i choose
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| so lay low cause you might be bruised
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| top story on the evening news
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| i ain’t for games so if you wanna play 'em lay low
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| lay down on the floor
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| i’m in a rage so if we gotta do this let me know
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| that’s what i came fo'
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| goldie loc eastsidaz
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| where that nigga who be talkin shit
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| he don’t come around no more because i fucked his bitch
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| i made her suck my dick while i was squeezin the tits
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| then i hit it from the back gripped tight on them hips
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| she tried to make me cum but i was tryin to take her home
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| dropped you off and seen you fishin on your raggedy brougham
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| coulda thumped you and the dog you little fag
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| and don’t sag too hard you show everybody your thong
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| tray deee eastsidaz
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| booyaka booyaka we bring it straight to ya from 22's to luger’s the shit that shoot through ya who you motherfuckers think the top dogg bang with
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| the same click he came with and made the game flip
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| now niggaz grow they hair hope they stayin act hard
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| that’s even tho’yo’ceo talk shit get slapped hard
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| the backyard is where we get our scrap on the black car drive by then you get capped on master p whassup pimpin it’s p and snoop
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| with dre on the beat this ain’t nuttin but loot
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| they call me jackhammer for all the bread i got
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| but they call me bill clinton for all the head i got
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| i keeps it real ah cause i’m all about my scrilla
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| the ladies love me cause i’m a million dolla hitta
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| it’s no limit til i d i e
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| c p 3 or richmond cali’s where i be |