Yeah, you fuckin' with some real O.G's
What, bringin it live, with Dr. Dre, what?
I get the pussy everywhere that I go
How dat sound? Xzibit backin' down from a conflict
As long as we drop gangsta shit
Snoop double-D, uh, O.G.
Bitch, please! Now what you need to do is
(These bitches know what time it is)
You been, waitin' on a nigga like me
Bitch please, bitch please
Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex
Goin' down by the second round, all hail the underground
I'm tryin'' to work this cold thang, and take this whole thang
(Hell yeah, hoes know about a nigga like me, man)
Aiyyo, aiyyo aiyyo, you don't wanna step to me
I'm the reason there's no time to reach for that weapon
Hmm, aww, nah, big Snoop Dogg
Drunk drivin', tryin'' to stack my loot
And Butch Cassidy
to take that chance and rob yo' man and beat up the pussy
Shit, we fucked in the rental
You jockin' my style, you so cra-zy
Aiyyo, aiyyo aiyyo, you don't wanna step to me
Breakin' off these motherfuckin' keys, ha
You ain't tryin' to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor
We came to get the motherfuckin' G's
Worth about, two hundred G's and thirty keys
Ask the bitches in your hood, 'cause they know
Come fuck with a nigga, do it doggystyle
Still claimin' D.P.G. till the day I D I E
While other rappers gettin' treated like a prostitute
Xzibit ready to scrap, like Mike Tyson with his license back
Throwin' up a big-ass W, coverin' up the world right?
It's blasphemy, you fuckin' around with the Sundance Kid
Fuck the nonsense, terrorist, hidden bomb shit
I get this pussy everywhere that I go
Yeah, hah, listen look
Aiyyo, aiyyo aiyyo, you don't wanna step to me
Now check this out Dre, now if I don't move
Still claimin' D.P.G. till the day I D I E
My whole life, nigga please, ha
I get the money everywhere that I go, I go
And reason why niggaz with problems keep on steppin'
I'll be gentle, sentimental
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho, fo' sho
But you know me, Dogg I'm movin'
Glass and metal in every direction
Hem my coat, and roll me some dough
Look here bitch, you fine and I dig your style
You had the audacity to wanna tangle with the X
Shit gets thick when the light gets dark
That's the devil, they always wanna dance
Bitch please, get down on your god damn knees
A victim of the circumstance
A cute lil' bitch with a whole lotta heart
Innocent bystanders taught a very hard lesson
Still claimin' D.P.G. till the day I D I E
Nine to five, minimum wage, what type of life is that for me
For this money chronic clothes and weed, look
See we go out with a bang
Dre say, ain't "No limit to this"
Then a nigga like me, shit I don't lose
Ain't nuttin to it, but to get to groovin'
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho, fo' sho
Hmm, coast to coast, L.A. to Chicago
(I pimp these hoes, nigga, ha ha)
You fuckin' with some real O.G's
Ask the bitches in your hood, 'cause they know
Different strokes for different folks
Lincoln, Continental
I get the money everywhere that I go, I go
She say she gots a lick for me
Let's get these motherfuckin' G's, ha
Oh, you like settin niggaz up and gettin them loc's
All I wanna be was a G, ha
You dick-tease
Aiyyo, aiyyo aiyyo, you don't wanna step to me
Nigga you don't wanna fuck with this
(Yeah nigga you know what's happenin' man)
Back up in the heezee bay-bay
So check the sound scan
Get down on your motherfuckin' knees
