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Ai Dogg, let me at'cha man
Wuz up
Word is on the
Your gone be delicate
Since Dre did the spea's out, man
Delicate,
So that's what makes me
Man, I give a fuck about no beat

Now let me shake that man
I ya Dogg
It's a cold, cold
It's a thing
For real, hmm

I got more tryin' to get at me than the President do sometimes
Niggas be tryin' to get at me 'cos I be droppin' rhymes
the fuck is goin' on? This rap game is made to make money
You niggas is taking the shit outta hand, actin' way too
Doin' too much, y'know what I see it the get-go
What the fuck's goin' on wit you niggas, tryin' to play a low pro
And ta be hard and tryin' ta be big willies or whatever they call it
I guess it's time for me to act like an alcoholic
And to the game, I'm a stumble in like I don't know
And if a say somethin' wrong, I'm takin' off from the get-go

I ain't no room to try to get me first
'Cos I done been bombed on before and I'ma you
Man, the worst
Fifth in the world, but I'ma keep my thang
'Cos I'ma keep makin' money and hope everything is together
Havin' papers, man, now what y'all doin'?
All broke on the corner, drinkin' your drink
Wanna be doin' I'm doin'
But don't get mad and don't be tryin' to
'Cos, uhh, trips around state to state

Representin', uhh, what y'all wanna
But y'all can't represent it y'all got no dollars, no cents
I'm on, groovin' on and I'm movin'
Makin' more than the average Cuban
Tryin' ta get G's across the town, tryin' ta more hits
And tryin' ta get my game and get at your bitch
Now if she to get with this, she gone come holla at a player, do'
'Cos she know that Snoop is got that white Rolls Royce
And she wants to in, bring a friend
'Cos everything is like alphabet, on in

on in and bring a friend and you can come on back
'Cos when you do, we gone be sippin' on Cognac
It's on me, I'm feelin' good
'Cos I'ma do mines and I'ma everything tight
I ain't nothin' leak 'cos if thangs leak, then I'm get caught
And I can't get caught 'cos you know how do it
About child support
Shit, bitches is cold on a who ain't got his game tight
Gettin' 18-point-5 percent, half life
Shit, I love my boy and all

But I ain't gonna be payin' no bitch, no no, no way
I'm too slick on my toes, I'm too
I'm guaranteed to get away from some like dat, ain't that right
'Cos, uhh, when you in this game you got to be the real player
You can't be no fake ass nigga about you wanna be the man
'Cos if you ain't with the game, the game gonna be wit you
And I can put that on everything you

One of every five black males the year 2000
be detained or deceased
No justice, no
Yeah, the truth hurts, we scared to go to

Look here, but don't cut it, five points
Step back for a second, I'm less than five to this joint
Hmm, if is the bomb niggas gonna blow up
Atlanta at the Olympics
Niggas be trippin' but I'll be
I don't be trippin' off no at all, no bitches
Just to get my money, I don't even be trippin' off no switches
I to like low-riders but now I like Eastsiders
I put it down wit me and a hit maker, y'knowhatI'msayin'?
I love the Lakers now 'cos now they got O'Neal
It's time to make a million dollars and that's for

See we gone blow up and up and throw up nuttin' but Dogg Pound
Give it to ya ta put it down and we'll be to your town
So sit in your seats and wait til' we come through
Until we do keep smokin' gray and blue
Or whatever you do just stay true to you do
'Cos we gone keep what the fuck we got to do
Now, me now and listen to the instructions
'Cos the game's gonna get now, niggas is tryin' ta creep
Tryin' ta get up on game but they wanna be down with the PG
All of a sudden everybody dis DP

What we like?
Makin' y'all diss us, that right
I get upset but I'ma stay composed
for a second, spit at some hos
Drinkin' my drink, my dank
Countin' my bank, uhh, shit stank
Stanky bank is what I got I'ma keep it
And nah this no motherfuckin' secret

Yeah, in drought season
Niggas lookin' for a
It's like without the feast
Yeah, the truth hurts, we're to go to church

They got me runnin' from my life, I'm gates
got dogs on my ass but I'm a Dogg
So I how to alert and get wit dat shit
The dog run up on me, I give him a cold nigga back up off me
He turn and bite the police, hmm
Game recognize Dogg too cold, I'm on my toes
I slide in the back of a garage dippin' this ho
They run right past me, ask me, "Have I the suspect?"
"Yeah, he went that way", now for the