| Throwin up a big-ass w, coverin up the world right?
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| Yeahhh! |
| hah, listen look
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| You ain’t tryin to hot box with me, i swing hard liquor
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| Goin down by the second round, all hail the underground
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| How dat sound? |
| xzibit backin down from a conflict
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| Fuck the nonsense, terrorist, hidden bomb shit
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| Glass and metal in every direction
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| Innocent bystanders taught a very hard lesson
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| I’m the reason there’s no time to reach for that weapon
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| And reason why niggaz with problems keep on steppin
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| Xzibit ready to scrap, like mike tyson with his license back
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| Nine to five, minimum wage, what type of life is that
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| For me? |
| it’s blasphemy, you fuckin around
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| With the sundance kid and butch cassidy
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| You had the audacity to wanna tangle with the x Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex
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| Drunk drivin tryin to stack my loot
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| While other rappers gettin «treated like a prostitute»
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| So check the soundscan
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| Chorus one: snoop dogg
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| All i wanna be was a g, ha My whole life, nigga please, ha Breakin off these motherfuckin keys, ha Let’s get these motherfuckin g’s, ha Nigga you don’t wanna fuck with this.
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| Hmm. |
| aww nah, big snoop dogg
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| Back up in the heezee bay-bay
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| You jockin my style, «you so cra-zy»
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| Dre say, ain’t +no limit+ to this
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| As long as we drop gangsta shit
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| Look here bitch, you fine and i dig your style
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| Come fuck with a nigga, do it +doggystyle+
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| I’ll be gentle, sentimental
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| Shit, we fucked in the rental
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| Lincoln, continental
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| Hmm, coast to coast, l.a. |
| to chicago
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| (yeah nigga you know what’s happenin man)
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| I get this pussy everywhere that i go
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| (these bitches know what time it is)
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| Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know
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| (hell yeah, hoes know about a nigga like me man)
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| I get the pussy everywhere that i go
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| (i pimp these hoes, nigga, ha ha)
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| Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know
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| Chorus two: xzibit
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| Bitch please, get down on your god damn knees
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| For this money chronic clothes and weed (look)
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| You fuckin with some real o. |
| g's
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| Bitch please
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| Bitch please, get down on your motherfuckin knees
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| We came to get the motherfuckin g’s
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| Yeah, you fuckin’with some real o. |
| g's
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| You dick-tease!
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| Bitch, please! |
| now what you need to do is
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| Hem my coat, and roll me some dough (f'real)
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| Different strokes (uh-huh) for different folks
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| Oh, you like settin niggaz up and gettin them loc’s
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| A cute lil’bitch with a whole lotta heart
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| Shit gets thick when the light gets dark
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| She say she gots a lick for me (well hook it up)
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| Worth about, two hundred g’s and thirty keys
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| Now check this out dre, now if i don’t move
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| Then a nigga like me, shit i don’t lose
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| But you know me, dogg i’m movin
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| Ain’t nuttin to it, but to get to groovin
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| You been, waitin on a nigga like me (whas'happenin)
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| To take that chance and rob yo’man and beat up the pussy
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| A victim of the circumstance (yeah right)
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| That’s the devil, they always wanna dance
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| See we go out with a bang (bang bang!)
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| I’m tryin to work this cold thang, and take this whole thang
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| I get the money everywhere that i go (i go)
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| I bust a bitch and take her money fo’sho (fo'sho)
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| I get the money everywhere that i go (i go)
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| I bust a bitch and take her money fo’sho (fo'sho)
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| Outro: nate dogg (repeat 4x to fade)
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| Aiyyo. |
| aiyyo aiyyo; |
| you don’t wanna step to me Still claimin d.p.g. |
| — til the day i d-i-e |