[Nate Dogg] Just yesterday I had to turn a bitch away I got to many on my side - I got to many in my face Come ride with me Take you where the gangstas play Often heard but seldom seen Thats the way that its supposed to be When you do see me Mobbin wit a gangsta lean Got a piece by my side You can ride baby close your eyes girl
[Butch Cassidy] It’s me I’m back again It’s never gonna end I know y’all heard it all before I just gotta give ya more Catch me rollin in the night If I turn off my lights The eastsidaz in the game You hear my voice and know my name You should bang this down on your block All through your hood Burnin trees...burnin trees Ladies let the music run right through you Just like I’ll do - Butch Cassidy
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[Tray-Dee] I’m so cool I that I sweat ice cubes when I’m heated up Take this move, this groove and still G it up Stroll so slow you swore my leg was broke Pimpin hoes down south, back east to west coast Im Tracy Dee but think of me as mr. freeze Gangsta leanin on the scene on them twisted deez Big ballin mad doggin like a gangsta ride As I exit I step with my stacey shine I’m so cool but motherfcukers know I’m a fool Ten times outta ten catch me toaten the tool Laid back or stay strapped for pay back To think that I’m slippin then crippin from way back Now let me break it down a notch Smooth like I do when I pound the cock We cold motherfuckas holdin down the block Everybody knowin that tha dogg pound is hot We so cool now
[Kokane & Goldie Loc] If everybody turn there radios on at twelve o’clock We’ll make the world pop
[Goldie Loc] It’s too good right now Blunkey blunkey Remmey remmey Plenty gumbo Snoop gimme some mo’ Swakin that like a damn fool Acedemics stacey adams feelin way to cool Theres alot things that make me wanna frown though But I’m grinnin like a motherfucka Throwin dogg pound up Snappin my fingaz stompin my feet It’s what you get from a gangsta with these hard ass beats I’m cool as fuck and don’t say to much Talk shit to the homies cuz they know whats up As the gangstas go dead diggle my niggle Still got patience still makin niggaz I just wanna be myself What I receive from the homies is help We had a conversation today about who aint pitchin in Keep suckas away that don’t fit in I’m so cool
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[Kokane mumbling until the end]
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Compositores: Desmond D Andrea Dickerson (BMI), Prince Rogers Nelson (PRS)Editores: N P G Publishing, Tionna MusicPublicado em 2008ECAD verificado obra #17348089 e fonograma #1939854 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM