Yeah Detroit? Nu-uh, nuh-no he didn't! Ah! They do it again, What-what, Did you shit on these niggas two Dr. Dre? Oh fo' sure! Uh-uh, naw, ya that? This is special right What-what, Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie, Yeah, you know! What's crackin'
Just let me lay and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit On Slim's shit and start riots Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit) Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock other unconscious (Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that Slim Is rowdy as Crenshaw when it's packed and full of cars Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas from Long Beach to South Central Whoa, not niggas again These grown-ass ignorant men with again (Hehe) You and army could harm me? D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy Long Beach (East-side!) Came a way, to makin' these songs play It'll be a wrong move, to at me the wrong way I got a long uz', and I it all day (Blaow!) it's like a nightmare, just bein' Andre, But I
Somehow, someway 'em, nigga You about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg) Now let me cut these niggas up and show em da fuck I'm comin from I get the party crackin' the shit that I be spittin' son Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, and run Got about guns, and I love all of 'em the same, bang bang! baby girl what's your name? I forgot, you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed Hangin' in the club, with my Eminem (Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?) The Great White Hope, done hooked up the King of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!
And you don't really fuck, with me Only nigga I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, this That's, the devil, they always wanna
I'm the nigga in charge, I'm watchin' you move You're found dead in your garage, ten o'clock news coverage Gotta love it, cause I the facade Your little lungs is too small to with God All jokes aside, come bounce us Standin' over you with a gauge, about to bust like ashes to ashes and dust to dust I leave in the body bag, but never in cuffs So who do you They just not rugged enough When things get rough I'm in the club shootin' with Bitch, please, you must have a disease Assume the and get back down on your knees, come on
And you don't really fuck, with me nigga that I trust, is me Fuck around and me bust, this heat That's, the devil, they wanna dance
And you really wanna fuck, with me Only nigga I trust, is me around and make me bust, this heat That's, the devil, they always wanna
Aw naw, big dog pound balls, dick six inch long Back up, in the, heezy Shday! so crazy! Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til White Pickets outside the offices every night if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a living Off of the world's misery, what in the world gives me the To say what I like, and around flippin' the bird Livin' the urban life, like a white kid the 'burbs Dreamin' at night of at moms, schemin' to leave Run from home and grow to be as evil as me I just want you all to me and people to see That somewhere deep down, there's a decent being in me It just can't be found, so the reason you've seeing this me Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being this So when you see me, dressin' up a nerd on T-V Or heard the C-D usin' the fag word so It's just me me, here want me to tone it down? Suck my dick, you fagot You happy here I start some everywhere that I go (that I go) Ask the bouncers in the club they know (cause they know) I some shit they throw me out the back do' (the back do') Come and shoot the club up with a four-four (a four-four)
And you don't really wanna fuck, me Only that I trust, is me Fuck and make me bust, this heat That's, the devil, always wanna dance
And you don't really fuck, with me Only that I trust, is me around and make me bust, this heat That's, the devil, they always wanna
and forever Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg on, yeah!