[Featuring Snoop Dogg Nate Dogg AMG 2nd II None Hi C El DeBarge]
Snoop talking:
Ay yo G 1 I been listening to this nigga Quik album
& he ain't got no songs about the pussy. You know
that nigga gotta have something about the pussy on
this shit ya feel me? And I'm just that nigga to beat
the pussy up. So uh if you feel me like I feel you ya
know what I'm sayin' let me get a little piece of this
thang here like that there, trip.
Let a nigga from the E.S. L.B. D.P. beat that pussy
'til it's soft & mushy I love that bushy
and most niggas still do unless that bitch shit
smells like mildew & we'll do damn near anything to get it
and once I got it I'm outtie I stay 'bout it
I sip a little tea then light up my weed
I slip on my rubber out the cover then I proceed
to give yo' little thick ass what you need
gangsta gangsta I'll make ya cootie cat scream
Didn't I turn ya on like a phone you lovin'
that Doggy Dogg meaty bone
When ya moan ya whole voice tone make me wanna
put my bizalls in ya jizaws 'cause y'all
know what I'm gettin' at I'm spittin' at
Nigga wanna fuck trick so what's up bitch (biotch)
See as long as my muthafuckin dick get hard
and I got a million dollars banked out on my credit card
No disrespect or no disregard but I'm hoppin' for that pussy
like they used to hop for cars my nigga DJ Q
told me come on through 'cause he got a gang
of bitches that was down to do
Keep it poppin' since I'm from the big LBC
that's right down the street from Compton
I pop in the liquor store to grab some h???
a bag of ice some blue dice & some Cognac yeah
the pussy's good especially when it's from a whole
'nother neighborhood how good do it get when you on that G shit
I'm strokin' that pussy 'til that bitch seasick
we dick bitches down and that's Rule #3 in the Dogg Pound
bitch drawers down!
Snoop singsong: WRidenhour - Shocklee
Ooh Chuck, they outta get us man
Yo, we gotta dust these boys off
In this corner with the 98
Subject of suckers - object of hate
Who's the one some think is great
I'm that one - son of a gun
Drivin' by - wavin' my fist
Makin' 'em mad when I'm goin' like this
Top gun - never on the run
They know not to come cause they all get some
Goin' quicker in the speedin' lane
Jealous can't do it and it's causin' them pain
Caught in my smoke - all they did was choke
Look at my spokes - you know I'm no joke
Out that window - middle finger for all
Jealous at my ride, stereo and blackwalls
Suckers they got the nerve and gall
To talk 'bout the car when they're walkin' tall
Chorus:
Suckers to tha side
I know you hate my 98
You gonna get yours (x2)
Pullin' away - every day
Leavin' you in the dust
So you know I get paid - on the mile ego trip
And 5-o tailin' on my tip
Watch me burn rubber - fall in my flame
This episode is always the same
Seein' no comp comin' like I'm blind
All left back - trailin' my behind
I go faster cops try to shoot me
They'll get theirs when they try to get me
I'll let it go - my turbo
Run, I'm in the river cause they're movin' too slow
Laughin' hard at their attempt
So what if the judge charged me contempt
I'd run my Boomerang - 'cause I'm feelin' proud
And I wouldn't even hear them cause my radio's loud
Chorus (x2)
Cruisin' down the boulevard
I treated like some superstar
You know the time so don't look hard
Get with it - the ultimate homeboy car
All you suckers in the other ride
Wherever I'm comin' get you my side
My 98 is tough to chase
If you're on my tail - better watch your face
Smoke is comin' when I burn
Rubber when my wheels turn
A tinted window - so super bad
Lookin' like the car the Green Hornet had
It's the reason I'm ahead of the pack
It's the