Dr. Dre 2001 (explicit)

(snoop)
Yeah nigga. we still fuckin wit ya.
Still water runs deep.
Still snoop dogg and d-r-e (guess who's back)
Still, still doing that shit, oh fo sure

[dr. dre]
Oh for sho', check me out
It's still dre day nigga, a.k.nigga.
Before i chrome the lot, can't keep it home a lot.
Cause when i frequent the spots that i'm known to
Rock.
You hear the bass from the trunk when i'm on the
Block.
Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say dre fell off
How nigga? my last album was "the chronic."
They want to know if he still got it.
They say rap's changed, they want to know how i
Feel about it.
[snoop - singing]
If you ain't up on thangs.
[dr. dre]
Dr. dre is the name, i'm ahead of my game
Still, puffing my leafs, still fuck with the beats
Still not loving police (uh huh)
Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease
Still got love for the streets, repping 213
Still the beat bangs, still doing my thang
Since i left, ain't too much changed, still

Chorus:

[snoop dogg]
I'm representing for them gangstas all across the
World
Still hitting them corners in them low low's girl

[dr. dre]
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And i still got love for the streets, it's the
D-r-e (repeat 2x)

Since the last time you heard from me i lost a
Friend
Well, hell, me and snoop, we dipping again
Kept my ear to the streets, signed eminem
He's triple platinum, doing 50 a week
Still,i stay close to the heat
And even when i was close to defeat, i rose to my
Feet
My life is like a soundtrack i wrote to the beat
Treat my rap like cali weed, i smoke til i sleep
Wake up in the a.m., compose a beat
I bring the fire til you're soaking in your seat
It's not a fluke, it's been tried, i'm the troop
It's "turn out the lights" from the world class
Wreckin' cru
I'm still at it, after-mathematic
In the home of drivebys and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through then i get skin, d-r-e

Chorus

It ain't nothing but more hot shit
Another classic cd for y'all to vibe with
Whether you're cooling on a corner with your fly
Bitch
Laid back in the shack, play this track
I'm representing for the gangstas all across the
World
(still hitting them corners in them low low's girl)
I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in
Your lap
Try to be the king but the ace is back

[snoop - singing]
So if you ain't up on thangs

[dr. dre]
Dr. dre be the name still running the game
Still got it wrapped like a mummy
Still ain't tripping, love to see young blacks get
Money
Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood
Hit my boys off with jobs, no more living hard
Barbeques every day, driving fancy cars
Still gon' get mine regardless

Chorus x2

[snoop]
Right back up in ya muthafuckin ass
'95 plus four pennies
Add that shit up, d-r-e right back on top of thangs
Smoke some with your dog
No stress, no seeds, no stims, no sticks!
Some of that real sticky icky
A little weed, put it in the air
For you's a fool d.r.

[dr. dre]
This one is for my brother, tyree, r.i.p.
.. {*mary j. blige sings in the background*} ..
A message to god
.. {*mary j. blige sings in the background*} ..

[dr. dre]
Since you finishin em early, what posessed you to start him?
We made a vow - later we'll regret til death do us part
Lord, i thought we was made for each other
You shouldn't connect those, made to be taken away from each other
Now what i'm supposed to do? i'm only half the man that i was
I'll never last, cause my better half is up there with you
You knew what you was doin when you made us; so with all due respect
You coulda forgave him, you didn't have to take him
He can take the game with him, cause he defines the word
The one who puts the g in it, who you think put me in it?
I'm feelin like my whole world is blinded - wonderin why
Cryin, pourin out my heart, pourin out liquor behind it
We fought like brothers, somethin we never should do
We coulda used time spent arguin tellin the truth
He had talent too - i had plans on watchin him grow
Don't know what hurts more - seein him leave, or watchin him go

[mary j. blige]
Listen listen listen.. (listen) whoahh (listen)
Listen listen listen.. (better listen) whoahh-oahhh-oahhh
Listen listen listen.. {*harmonizing*}
Listen.. mmm-mmm-mmm

[rell] + {mary}
If you wanna know why.. {why i live my life}
The way that i do.. {cause i got to get this money}
So don't worry about me.. {cause i know my way around}
I'm just hustlin everyday, runnin this race, makin this paper

[dr. dre]
Youse a soldier, you're probably packin heat up there
Met up with homies from the street, and got deep up there
If you only knew the way i felt before they ruined the crew
I thought i learned from eazy, now i'm goin through it with you
We lost a thug, a son, and a father
I spoke to your son, the other day, and told him uncle dre got him
The lord must be accidentally pulling your file
Cause i'm still paging you, 911, straight in denial
Prayin you get it, but no man can choose the card he was dealt
You either quit, or you gon' play it like you get it
I done been through all emotions, from in shock, to keepin a poker face
To straight breakin down and showin all emotions
I'm anxious to believe in real g's don't cry
If that's the truth, then i'm realizin i ain't no gangsta
It's just not me, but you know i'ma always ride wit you
I miss you, sometimes i wish i just died wit you

[mary j. blige]
Listen listen listen.. (listen) whoahh (listen)
Listen listen listen.. whoahh-oahhh-oahhh
Listen listen listen.. {*harmonizing*}
Listen.. eyy-eyy-eyy-yeah-yeahh

[rell] + {mary}
If you wanna know why.. {why i live my life}
The way that i do.. {cause i got to get this money}
So don't worry about me.. {don't worry, don't worry worry}
I'm just hustlin everyday, runnin this race, makin this paper

[mary j. blige]
Yeah, yeah, ahhh-oooh-oahahahhhhh.. listen..
Mmmmmmmmmhmhmhmmmmmm..
If you don't know why i.. you gotta listen up right now
Lis-ten, lis-ten, lis-ten, lis-ten..
Oooooooooh... oahahoooohhh ooooha ohhhhh
Lis-ten, lis-ten
Ahhhowooooo yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah-ehh-yeah, yeah-ooeooooh
Yahhooooohahhooooh listen
Lis-ten, children lis-ten
I'm tryin to tell you somethin good
Don't get caught up in the hood
Yeahhh-hah, yeahhh-hah, aooooooh
If you don't know why..
You gotta find out the reason why..
Brother.. brother..

[six-two]
Xxplosive, west coast shit
My nigguh-ish ways attract, girls that used to turn they back
Causin me to yank they arm and pose like i would do the harm
Now i'm sayin thank you cause they tell me, my shit's the bomb
Xxplosive.. ..for my niggaz drinkin cognac, smokin weed, always pack
Mo' than one, firearm, chrome rims, ridin on
Chronic in yo' system, let me know, my shit's the bomb - xxplosive..

[kurupt]
West coast shit nigga
Overdosage - imperial pistols ferocious
Fuck a bitch; don't tease bitch, strip tease bitch
Eat a bowl of these bitch, gobble the dick
Hoes forgot to eat a dick can shut the fuck up!
Gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up and get my cash
Backhanded, pimpslapped backwards and left stranded
Just pop ya collar, pimp convention hoes for a dollar
Six-deuce in a plush, six-deuce impala
Pimpin hoes from texas to guatemala
Bitch niggaz paid for hoes, just to lay wit hoes
Relax one night, and paid to stay wit hoes
Captain save'em all day (bitch) well save this dick
Bitch nigga, you more of a bitch than a bitch
You ain't into hittin pussy, or hittin the switch
You into hittin bitches off of the grip, you punk bitch

[nate dogg]
All my real doggs still kick it wit me
All my down hoes still trickin wit me
All the true gangstas know
Nate ain't never loved no hoe
All the hoodrats still shake it for me
All my true fans still checkin for me
All the real smokers know
Nate ain't passin nuttin but dope indeed...
Real trees...
Chronic leaves...
No seeds...

When i had you last night, baby
Before - i blew yo' mind, (blew-blew-blew your mind)
I thought we had a chance, lady
No more - now that i'm sober you ain't that fine
Hmmm-hmmmhmmmm...
Don't wanna treat you wrong
Don't wanna lead you on
Here baby, hit the bong
While the west coast rolls along
While we - still makin gangsta hits
You'll be - still jockin gangsta dicks
Damn girl you think you slick
Somebody better get this biiitch, this biiiitch

[hitman]
I got these freaky hoes
Clappin they hands, stompin they feet
Every now and then they put they mouth on me
Nowadays a g like me can't even call it
A 23-year old pussy fiend and freakaholic
Pimpin bitches on the regular, i put that on the g
A hustler and a player, nowadays it pays to be
Lemme drop some shit about this bitch i used to know
She gave ya boy the head and said don't let nobody know
A bonafide pro, i had to grab the hoe
She got freaky in yo' sixty-fo', i skeeted in her throat
Been knowin the hoe for fo' days, pimpery pays
And i bet you didn't know that she go both ways
She ate her best friend, i left them hoes at the mall
They be beepin me and shit, but we don't kick it no mo'
Them hot hoes is fiendin, they on the nuts
But beitch, i'm out ya pussy when i nut, f'real

{exxplosive..}

[ms. roq]damn girl, it is hotter than a motherfucker up in here
[traci nelson]you got that right
[ms. roq]i need to go to the bar and get me a drink, please!
[traci nelson]yes!
[ms. roq]hello!
[eddie griffin]shit, what the fuck you want?
[traci nelson]hmmm...
[ms. roq]let me get a cosmo.
[eddie griffin]what the fuck you want?
[traci nelson]damn, i

[dr. dre]
I got mo' class than most of em, ran wit the best of em
Forgave the less of em, and blazed at the rest of em
What can i say? cal-i-for-ni-a
Where niggaz die everyday over some shit they say
Disconnected from the streets forever
As long as i got a baretta, nigga, i'm down for whateva
I roll wit my shit off safety - for niggaz that been hatin me lately
And the bitches that wanna break me
If cali blew up, i'd be in the aftermath
Bumpin gangsta rap shit, down to blast for cash
Cause from eazy-e, to d.o.c., to d.p.g.
Started from that s.o.b., d.r.e.
Like dub-c i'm rich rollin, pistol holdin
Pockets swoll nigga, that's how i'm rollin
Put the flame to the killer nigga
Worldwide homicide mob figure and a builder, for real
I'm hittin switches, makin bitches eat bitches
See me grab my dick everytime i pose for pictures
I own acres, floor seats watchin the lakers
I'm cool with eses who got ak's in cases

Dedicated to all of those with big ego's
Never fakin, we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this, we sip the mo' and yank the heezos
1 - niggaz play this in they rovers jeeps and regals
2 - bitches play this in they benzes jeeps and geos
{repeat 2x}

[hitman]
I bust a mr. toughy, slash a smoothy doobie
Crash and flex on tuesday's, harassin hoes at movies
Passin by with uzis - and who you aimin at?
That shady bitch and that bitch nigga that was claimin that
Rat-ta-tat-tat {*automatic gunfire and screaming*}
{*more screaming as tires peel out*}
I don't sympathize for wack hoes and wimpy guys
You got to recognize hitman is a enterprise
Cali pride, born to ride and south centralized
The henny got me energized - smoke the guys
Tryin to focus on mines - poke they eyes out
I'm l.a.'s loc'est - hope they don't have to find out the hard way
Like snitch niggaz in the pen that get
Hit when the guards look the other way
We hittin hard, hitman and dre
You playin games, i suggest you know the rules
We puttin guns to fools, make you run yo' jewels
Take yo' honey and cruise to the snootiest snooze, cabos
Pop coochie til the nut oozes, you shouldn't fuck wit crews
That's sick, aftermath cause we rule shit
I'm big hit, don't confuse me wit no other by the flow motherfucker

Dedicated to all of those with big ego's
Never fakin, we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this, we sip the mo' and yank the heezos
1 - niggaz play this in they rovers jeeps and regals
2 - bitches play this in they benzes jeeps and geos
{repeat 2x}

[dr. dre]
Things just ain't the same for gangstas.
Times is changing, young niggas is aging,
Becoming old gees in the game and changing,
To make way for these new names and faces, but
The strangest things can happen from rappin, when
Niggas get wrapped up in image and actin,
Niggas get capped up and wrapped in plastic,
Zipped up in bags when it happens, that's it.
I've seen em come; i've watched em go,
Watched em rise, witnessed it and watched em blow.
Watched em up high, and suddenly watched em grow.
Watched the lawsuits when they lost the dough.
Best friends and money: i lost them both.
Went, visited niggas in the hospital.
It's all the same shit all across the globe.
I just sit back and watch the show. (the watcher)

Chorus:
Everywhere that i go
Ain't the same as before (the watcher)
People i used to know
Just don't know me no more
But everywhere that i go
I got people i know (the watcher)
Who got people they know
So i suggest you lay low (i watch)

[dr. dre]
I moved out of the hood for good, you blame me?
Niggas ain't made me if niggas they can't be.
But niggas can't hit niggas they can't see.
I'm out of sight, now i'm out of they dang reach.
How would you feel if niggas wanted you killed?
You'd probably move to a new house on a new hill.
And choose a new spot if niggas wanted you shot,
I ain't a thug, how much tupac in you, you got
I ain't no bitch neither.
It's either my life or your life,
I ain't leaving, i like breathing.
Nigga we can go round for round,
Clip for clip, shit, fo'-pound for pound.
Nigga if you really want to take it there we can,
Just remember that you fuckin with a family man.
I got a lot more to lose than you, remember that,
When you wanna come and fill these shoes. (the watcher)

Chorus

[dr. dre]
Things just ain't the same for gangstas,
Cops is anxious to put niggas in handcuffs.
They wanna hang us, see us dead and enslave us,
Keep us trapped in the same place we're raised in.
Then they wonder why we act so outrageous,
Run around stressed out and pull out gauges.
Cause everytime you let the animal out cages,
It's dangerous to people who look like strangers.
But now we got a new era of gangstas,
Hustlers and youngsters livin amongst us.
Lookin at us, now callin us busters,
Can't help but reminisce back when it was us.
Nigga we started this gangsta shit.
And this the motherfuckin thanks i get?
It's funny how time fly,
I'm just havin fun, just watchin it fly by. (the watcher)

Chorus

[hitman]
When darkness be closin in
I'm motivated, with the howlin wind
With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin
Knowin that your end is beginnin
Swift silent and deadly
There's no defendin my plots, i know your every movement
For six months i watch, coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house
Even at your down-low weed spot
But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough
I didn't want people gathering and stuff {*cameras click*}
Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff
Here - puff this here, while i figure which way, to split yo' wig
Right now you as nervous, as a farmer john pig
As i dig into my tragic bag, take out the hk
Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag {*whoosh*}
Bullet stuck to his brain like a mack
Skull in fragments, i leave the cleanup to dragnet

This is anybody murderahhh
To fuckin everybody murderahhh
Nigga all y'all murderahhh
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed
This is anybody murderahhh
Motherfuckin everybody murderahhh
Yeah nigga all y'all murderahhh
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed

[ms. roq]
Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough
Lurkin through the turf, think how i'ma just work
Give em chase to the crib and yo he properly laced
Stepped out the car, put my steel, to the side of his face
Murder - this the fuckin case, rob this nigga and shake
The fuckin spot cause in a few it's gon' be crawlin with cops!
Who's the bad bitch now, you crept on, paid the piper
Who'da thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper
Detrimental to your health, shoulda learned yo' lesson
But it's too late nigga bye-bye, better count yo' blessings
I been watchin you watchin me, yeah you ballin
Was, nigga now you finger fucked and steady fallin
A thug wit no love, but bitch niggaz die fast
Thug niggaz die young - oh what you thought you would last?
Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad
And jack my nigga off, til his dick get soft
Resume the wifey boo shit, cause yo my man don't know
That his bitch is straight ill, servin ass with fo'fo' {*kaboom*}

I'm a motherfuckin murderahhh
Bitch disses anybody murderahhh
Yeah nigga all y'all murderahhh
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed
I'm a motherfuckin murderahhh
Uhh bitch disses anybody murderahhh
Yeah nigga all y'all murderahhh
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed! {*echoes*}

[dr. dre]
Hey, yo whassup?
My name is dre
Can i blaze some chonic witchu?

[girl]
Nigga what? fo' sho'!
Roll that shit up!

[dr. dre]
Hell yeah, still "alwayz into somethin'"
Heart still in compton
The comp can't oppose, dope cali platinum classicals
Introduced you to my doggs, that don't love hoes
And firm fiascoes - assholes
Fucked you up with my last video, tuxed up
Doin a tango..
And cash, always in my grasp
Came up in the game wearin khakis not kangols, stranglin hoes
When asked about it in most interviews i just laugh
Now i vacate with hoes with a gang of ass
One feed me mangoes, the other lightin my hash
Rap tabloids write dre's light in the ass (what?)
Came home uptight, ready to mash
Like a gas pedal, get on that sixty-four chevy level
Ak-47 heavy metal
Who say dre ain't ghetto? just whistle like a tea kettle
I throw three at you, tell me if you see devils
Cause we rebels over here, i smell chronic in the air
That means we takin over this year
You hear?

[girl] chronic, two-thousand, "one! {*echoes*}" --> krs-one
[dre] that means we takin over this year, ya hear?

[girl]
Light speed, blazin chronic through the galaxy
Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed
Or we might be sippin on gin or hennessey
Fuck that, where that new shit, the chronic iced teas

[hittman]
I hang among hustlers, i slang and hoo-bang bronson
When bustaz roll through, can't fuck with my bold crew
We will hold you captive and bust
Cause gangbangin is the active, activity
Where i be livin b, there ain't no liberty statue
Hope you got your gat, don't let them catch you
Slippin, without yours, it's warfare outdoors
Ambulance, violent uproars
Trash niggaz takin out like chores i meet whores on tours
Jeans hot as pepper so i sip, champagne on stormy shores
We on some hardcore, pornographic
Totin austrian firearms that's made out of plastic
In these drastic surroundings, it be sounding like
Lebanon, makin fools "retreat!" like megatron and starscream
Oh yeah i scream-on-stars
To get loot and crossover like kareem abdul-jabbar
Get out your car son, that's how i came to bougie niggaz
Act bad one, it's either that or make front page stardom
I'm the golden child, chased by sodom
?? gots my bulletproof it's hard to shoot me you hear?

(by the time you see him {*blam blam*})
That means it's real fuckin hard to shoot me, you hear?

[girl]
Light speed, blazin chronic through the galaxy
Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed
Or we might be sippin on gin or hennessey
Fuck that, where that new shit, the chronic iced teas

Artist: dr. dre f/ knoc-turn'al & hittman
Everywhere i go, all i ever seem to hear is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
No matter where i go, all i ever seem to see is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
Everywhere i go, all i ever seem to hear is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
No matter where i go, all i ever seem to see is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!

[dr. dre]
Everyday it's the same thang, l.a. ain't changed
Niggaz still playa hatin, but dre ain't changed
I'm just a lot smarter now
Cause these niggaz is bangin ten times harder now
Niggaz ringin they ass up in the wrong part of town
Better turn they car around
Rollin the window down (em: hey can we talk it out?)
(hitt: nah get the fuck out!)
Johnny got a shotgun
And he ain't even strong enough to cock one
Fuck tryin to job hunt
Niggaz got ak's, niggaz is way crazier
Than dre was back in his n.w.a. days
Niggaz spray strays and shoot without lookin
Niggaz walk by and blast without leavin a footprint
I think the attitudes are twice as worst
It takes half the time to get your life reversed
Always tryin to play rambo with they ammo
Make a nigga wanna stay in family mode

Bang bang!! bang bang!!
Everywhere i go, all i ever seem to hear is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
No matter where i go, all i ever seem to see is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
Everywhere i go, all i ever seem to hear is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
No matter where i go, all i ever seem to see is
Bang bang!!

[knoc-turn'al]
Late nights is full of led that whistles as it goes by
Murder arrives, anytime
Bullets take flight when the fo'-five ignites
Some hearts skip a beat, some get blew out, and every light
Put you in the site of youngsters with automatics
Bustin on shit to lay everything down even tourists and non-affiliates
These days, gun play is official with green lights on every block
Know the sign tells you too it's not best to stop
On every corner, cali niggaz are dumpin
You'll be shakin your soul loose from the box at the coroner's
Makin death not so foreign to ya
Niggaz got rugers and m-14's with enough,
Ammo to leave an armored truck swiss cheese
I've learned to stay away from house parties
I've seen too many go and end up absent without leavin
Ain't no, warm welcomings, my eyes have witnessed the bend in on
Nights that don't sleep, and fireworks until dawn

Everywhere i go, all i ever seem to hear is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
No matter where i go, all i ever seem to see is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
Everywhere i go, all i ever seem to hear is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
No matter where i go, all i ever seem to see is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!

[hittman]
Now tell me - what the fuck is this man?
Niggaz doin brothers in worse than the klan
Can't even stand, in front of your buildin and chill
Without yieldin, twelve-year-old children that kill
Blood spillin, thugs be illin, unnecessary slugs
Fillin the sky, usually drillin the one
That wasn't willin to die, yes sir in the killing field
I got my, life preserver
And i'll do my time for murder, these niggaz got the nerve to
Question me - bout the colors that i got on?
Now see that red dot on your knot
Bout to get your whole crew shot on
A soldier of fortune, i'm the wrong nigga to plot on
Took him out on the spot before he even got on
My hitlist -- peep this
I cock back, you bow down
Bust round, bloody the ground, retaliation sounds like this

Everywhere i go, all i ever seem to hear is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
No matter where i go, all i ever seem to see is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
Everywhere i go, all i ever seem to hear is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
No matter where i go, all i ever seem to see is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
Everywhere i go, all i ever seem to hear is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
No matter where i go, all i ever seem to see is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
Everywhere i go, all i ever seem to hear is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!
No matter where i go, all i ever seem to see is
Bang bang!! bang bang!!

[answering machine girl]
Hi baby
I know your under a lot of pressure at your work and all
And i do understand
You have no idea how much i understand
But you also don't have any idea how much i love you
I love you so much
I think about you i feel you in my arms
I miss you.. i miss you terribly
I've just always wanted someone like you in my life
I love you so much; that i'd do anything
I'd do anything
I'll be your perfect woman for you

[dr. dre]
I just wanna fuck bad bitches
All them nights i never had bitches
Now i'm all up in that ass bitches
Mad at 'cha boyfriend, aint 'cha?
You'se a bad girl, gotta spank ya
Gotta thank ya for that head clinic
Explicit, hella photogenic
And tell your friends where the dick's at
Where they can get hit and won't get back to they soulmate
Before you kiss 'em use colgate
"she swallowed it!" yeah the bitch took the whole eight
And ran with it, then let mel-man hit it
And hit the man hit it; damn bitches
Man, this is what i'm talkin about
Chicken-head, chicken-fed, with a dick in your mouth
Out and about with your nigga like it never took place
(airtouched) next time you need a taste

Chorus:

I just wanna fuuuuuck you
No touchin and rubbin gul, you got a husband who
Loves.. you..
Don't need you all in mine
I just wanna fuuuuuck you
We can't be kissin and huggin gul, you got a husband who
Loves.. you..
You need to give him your quality time

[devin the dude]
You got the number, it's on you to make the call
You know i cum quick; help you re-decorate your walls
Cut your backyard, don't have to act hard to get the cock
And if i'm goin too far, i take it out and wipe it off
And put it back up, and keep going
You tryin to hide it from your husband but i know he be knowin
That your pussy's been tampered with
Then you show him the new trick of how you can lick it, smoke a cancer stick
You be workin it like a dancer bitch, it's hard on me
Not to give you all of my time, that you wanted
You can give me some head, but keep the breakfast in bed
I'd rather spend my mornin diggin through some records instead
But, tonight, i guess it'd be aight if we can touch bases
Hookup somewhere and exchange some "fuck faces"
I know your man's lookin for ya, he's always tryin to run ya
Don't worry bout me handcuffin gul cause i just wanna fuck witchu

[snoop dogg]
.. fuck witchu
On the sneak tip, on some creep shit
So whatcha gon' do, ya freak bitch?
You, actin, like you, don't, do, dicks
That's the kinda bitch i hate fuckin wit
Baby was a virgin, that's what she said
So i gave her some hennesey, she gave me some head
I fucked her on the flo', so i wouldn't mess up my bed
Then lil' 1/2 dead put his dick on her head
Take that bitch home, and give her a bone
And give her the number to my cellular phone
Man, she blowin up my pager, the shit's gettin major
A favor for a favor, this dick is what i gave her
Somethin to go by, and bitches know why
Stuff dick in they mouth, and then i'm out (see-ya!)
Twenty-fo' seven, dre, snoop, and devin
We servin' these hoes, and never lovin these hoes, beotch!

Chorus