| We bout to get real ugly up in this muthafucka
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| For the 9−9 and the 2-G
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| Def Jam (*echo*)
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| Snoop Dogg all up in this muthafucka
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| Big Kap (*echo*)
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| Eastsidaz
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| I’m on the road to riches and diamond rings
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| Real gangstas do real things
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| I’m on the road to riches and diamond rings
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| Real gangstas do real things
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| We gang bang and ride down on niggas (Pow hot!)
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| Dogg Pound on niggas
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| Who shot ya?, big dog gotcha
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| I’m notcha average nigga in the yappin'
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| Folks slappin, folks are smokin dope
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| And doin my thing, I’m on the muthafuckin East coast
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| From Brooklawn to Q.B. |
| they know me
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| Up in Harlem World they say Snoop Dogg is a G
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| Ask P. Diddy, Lil' Cease, and Queen B
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| Eatin up at Justin’s you seen me, rappin
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| Stackin my weapon in the limo
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| And 15 niggas tryin to hand me their demo
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| «Sign Me» my mind be on some other shit
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| If I’m slidin in the club nigga I’m tryin to bust a beeatch!
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| So in other words, all that rap shit kick it to the curb
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| Save it for the birds
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| Who got the muthafuckin herb?
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| And where the hoes at nigga? |
| Shit, I’m tryin to get served
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| I got dick on a platter
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| Baby got a man Snoop Dogg, shit it don’t matter
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| Ooh, ahh, Snoop dizzy gots to get busy
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| Especially when I’m tippin
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| Look here, and all you niggas talkin shit you just missed me
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| Cause on the real Flex none of ya’ll can fuck with me
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| G’s up, I’ll make punk niggas freeze up
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| Pull dem Lees up, and leave dem sleeves up
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| Nigga, what the fuck?
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| You know about that D.P.G. |
| Bad Boy connection
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| Connected by Funk Flex we in a Lexus
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| Or even the Suburban, swerve it to that Hot 9−7
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| B.I.G. |
| rest in peace, I know your smilin in heaven
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| Look here
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| I’m on the road to riches and diamond rings
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| Real gangstas do real things
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| I’m on the road to riches and diamond rings
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| Real gangstas do real things
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| I’m on the road to riches and diamond rings
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| Real gangstas do real things
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| I’m on the road to riches and diamond rings
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| Real gangstas do real things
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| Money, gangstas, bitches, dope
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| Hold, show, flows, ya know
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| You wanna roll around on my livin room flo'
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| Play Nintendo and smoke my Indo
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| I don’t think so, and I ain’t payin your bills
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| Man I’m sick of these bitches and that’s way to real
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| I meet a bitch, I greet a bitch, I never eat a bitch
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| You talk shit, God damn right, I’ll beat a bitch
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| Treat a bitch never have in my life
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| I skied a bitch and tell her punk ass good night
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| Unless you tight… Like a R and B bitch
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| Like Toni Braxton or Jenny Lopez
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| Go ahead, go ahead
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| Aw man fuck what she said, I bet she give a rap nigga head
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| I take her upstairs lay her on the bed
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| Get it in the feelin, now she start revealin
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| And what more can I say
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| Dog is chillin, his dick is chillin
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| Movie star bitches all on a nigga dick
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| When I was broke, Kap, man I couldn’t picture this
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| 400 G’s from over seas we the loca
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| Bound to hash from master down my almamota
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| I got to smoke everyday of my life
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| Snoop Dogg, Funk Flex and it’s extra tight
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| I’m on the road to riches and diamond rings
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| Real gangstas do real things
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| I’m on the road to riches and diamond rings
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| Real gangstas do real things
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| Real ugly for the 9−9
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| It’s goin down ya’ll
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| Oooh this is ugly
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| Drop a bomb on them Flex
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| Yeah, it’s hot ya’ll
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| Real hot, hot to death
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| B.I.G. |
| rest in peace |