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[Snoop
Yeah.. yo whassup my
It's the big homeboy Snoop
And y'know, the is a motherfucker
D.P.G.C.,
Representin to the fullest, dat dere
Y'KNOW!

Organized
The Godstra
Ha hah, young Sinatra, beotch!

repeat 2X (w/ minor variations)

I call, I call round here
Tell who to pop and who not to pop round
Slow down down here, make too much noise
You know who runs the blocks here

Psychosomatic, automatic
Catatonic, supersonic, bubonic chronic
Astrononimcal in the center
In the of the dungeon, dangerous, dastardly
Catastrophes, into a pit
Tyranno-Don, crackin the bricks on the
Camouflage, on the of livest
to put somethin up in that garage
It's time for, world war motherfucker
You know me, Young motherfucker
I holds the microphone like a
In the laid back, so back the fuck up
This might you a heart attack
It's real simple, can't get mo' simple that
that..

The tactical automatic
Automatically that got it verbally guided
Visually you ride it Super the Sonics
Potent like gin and tonic being injected the veins
double dosage of liquid chronic (WHAT?)
Columbian flake, the top
Irate lost state
Stallion I'm want a million or more
of fools to come back and get some more
You can the gangs as soon as he come in the door
He don't wear Calvin Klein, he won't wear
He got some or some Converse on
All-Stars, G'd from the hat to the
You can miss me, I'm probably chillin up in
or Poughkeepsie or Baton guzzlin whiskey
I'm a franchise and I wanna get paid
Get dropped, mopped and stomped a parade
Persuasion, phase of the invasion
I gots to loose cause I'm feelin caged in
Loose in the jungle, a botanical garden up
Nowadays, niggaz hard enough
to bombard and bogart, like these
revolutionary infantries
I'll bet a thousand to one, you're never make it
You're never get it, y'all can't fuck wit us
Put it together, our 1999 Mod Squad
Universal Soldiers, I I told ya

I'm a chart smasher, the youngest rapper
Spectacular, chrome thirty-eight
stacker, t-shirt cakalaka
Verbal predator, fake rap
Gotti jawbreaker, Roscoe the cracker
Money makin, we smart computer hackers
I came in this game with plans to get it
And my enemies, the wrath of my rapture
No without, instantaneous capture
Don't be upset, when me and the homies ya
we straight jackin, if I say it's on it's crackin
Young thugs, Y.A., we make it happen
Swearin y'all can see me but that's just like Elvis
I grab to a back and crack a nigga 'cross the pelvis
My rhymes is dangerous, hazardous to
I make a nigga murder twenty and cap his own self
Who am I? The lyrical miracle
is yet hysterical the way I'll embarass you
See me on the streets, by and I just stare at you
Tough talk, there's bullets flyin through the air at you
Test your chest nigga? One nigga
Me and Kurupt share two gats and one vest
We astronomical, phenomenal, magical,
Taking your as collateral!

I call, I call round here