a nine Nigga on my breath, money on my mind (yeah) You god damn right motherfucker it's on again Coolio what's the plan? [Coolio] It's a motherfuckin
of a judge and twist browns for my niggas The raw slow I get bricks and pounds for my niggas You the sound of a nigga Thats my round with a nigga Juvenile
m a spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick You can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme If you got a backpack tryin' to act black Think you
!) [Chorus x2: Twist] So what do you say to somebody you hate? Leave your body full of holes, left in chalk and tape Mother fuck Snoop and N.W.A. Death
on the dance floor Something about the West coast It makes me wanna ride ] [Repeats until Verse 1] No disrespect it's all love and a muthafucka just
, man I'm tryin {Chorus w/ variations} {Snoop Dogg} Just when you thought I was gone, I'm back on Knick-knack-paddy-wack give the Dogg a home with a
and that's a fact And havin' a rider on your side (Lil' C-Style) [overlapping the last line of the chorus] I always got strach with hustle Like a Mack
the Lord hand me We pull guns, you niggas don't pull a damn thing The only thing you niggas pullin' is a hamstring Roll the dice, man, we kill time gambling W
probaly got a problem with a hater I got a boss that's my young OG, OMG I'm here bae bae, and I can't leave Guess I'm lookin for a girl with a body like
m peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sam-a-wich Think I'ma turn into and put a bullet inside of a Motherfucker from Westside, a 1987 box I'm headed up,
more like Charles Bronson Rhymes (what?) hey, hey, I got a million of em Takin this so-called gangster rap to another level The capital W to the motherfuckers C-me in a
[W.C.:] Twist the cap back and turn it up and Back to get it crackin' in this motherfucker Comin' through like pardon me, excuse me Smellin' like ooh-
[W.C.] Uh, dat's riir, niir! Back once again, it's Dub C: the shadiest Introducing ya'll to the newest members of my clique: Young Shane, wit Young Hogs
thinkin for a minute hit that ass make a move on them Hey! hennessey with the chardonnay, mix it I put the trees in the ??, twist it (whooaa yeah) A
, man [J-Zone scratches] R.A He's rugged! Alright friends, on your feebles [R.A.- Verse One] Yo, see how they go, hip hop R-A-Hay-Ohh I'm a Special Ed
away today at 6:45 PM, Cedars Sinai Hospital, due to complications from AIDS. A definite West coast legend, brought you N.W.A., brought you Michel'le, brought you D.O.C
a little Now they think I'm big headed They way they talked about it, like a bitch said it Just wanted to show the homies that I, came up But they, hated, twisted
[W.C.] Uh, dat's riir, niir! Back once again, it's Dub C: the shadiest Introducing ya'll to the newest members of my clique: Young Shane, wit Young
