Now, follow as we ride! Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the Westside! And I can make you famous Niggas been dyin' for years, so how can they blame us? I live in fear of a felony I never stop bailin' these motherfuckin' G's If you got it, better flaunt it Another warrant, 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party ( Nothin' but a gangsta party) Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party ( Nothin' but a gangsta party It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party) Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party ( Nothin' but a gangsta party It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party) Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party Now give me fifty feet, defeat is not my destiny Release me to the streets, and keep whatever's left of me Jealousy is misery, suffery is greed Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me I bust and flee These niggas must be crazy, what?! There ain't no mercy, motherfuckers, who can fade the thug? You thought it was, but it wasn't, now disappear Bow down in the presence of a boss player Hold up, heyyyyyyyy for my n_z who be thinkin we soft We don't, plaaaay We gon' rock it til the wheels fall off Hold up, heyyyyyyyy for my n_z who be actin too bold Take a, seeaaaaaat Hope you ready for the next episode HeyyyeyyyeEYEYyyyEYYYY.Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture Bombin' hoochies with precision, my intention's to get richer With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg, my fuckin' homie You's a cold-ass nigga on them hogs Sho 'nuff, I keep my hand on my gun 'Cause they got me on the run Now I'm back in the courtroom, waitin' on the outcome "Free 2Pac" is all that's on a nigga's mind But at the same time, it seems they tryin' to take mine So I'ma get smart and get defensive and shit And put together a Million March for some gangsta shit So now they got us laced Two multi-millionaire motherfuckers catchin' cases Bitches, get ready for the throw down, the shit's about to go down Me and Snoop about to clown I'm losin' my religion, I'm vicious on these stool pigeons You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin' Niggas be actin' like they savage, they out to get the cabbage I've got nothin' but love for my niggas livin' lavish I've got a pit named Petey, she Nigerino I've got a house out in the hills, right next to Chino And I think I've got a black Bimmer But my dream is to own a fly casino Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal It feels good to you, baby-bubba You see, this is for the G's and the keys, motherfucker
Straight off the f_in streets of C-P-T King of the beats you ride to em in your Fleet (Fleetwood) or Coupe DeVille rollin on dubs How you feelin whoopty=whoop n_ whut? Dre and Snoop chronic'ed out in the 'llac with Doc in the back, sippin on 'gnac (yeah) Clip in the strap, dippin through hoods (what hoods?) Compton, Long Beach, Inglewood! South Central out to the Westside (wessyde) It's California Love, this California bud got a n_ gang of pub I'm on one, I might bail up in the Century Club with my jeans on, and my team strong Get my drink on, and my smoke on Then go home with, somethin to poke on (whassup b_?) Loc it's on for the two-triple-oh Comin real, it's the next episode. Dre m_ER!) La-da-da-da-dahhh You know I'm mobbin with the D-O-double-G Top Dogg, bite me all, n_ burn the s_ up D-P-G-C my n_ turn that s_ up C-P-T, L-B-C, yeah we hookin back up And when they bang this in the club baby you got to get up Thug n_z drug dealers yeah they givin it up Lowlife, yo' life, boy we livin it up Takin chances while we dancin in the party fo' sho' Slip my hoe a forty-fo' and she got in the back do' b_es lookin at me strange but you know I don't care Step up in this m_er just a-swangin my hair b_ quit talkin, crip walk if you down with the set Take a bullet with some d_ and take this dope from this jet Out of town, put it down for the Father of Rap And if yo' a_ get cracked, b_ shut yo' trap Come back, get back, that's the part of success If you believe in the X you'll be relievin your stress (YEAH YEAH YEAH You know who's back up in this m_ER!) What what what what? (Spread the weed out there!) Blaze it up, blaze it up! (Just blaze that s_ up paki, yeah, 'sup Snoop?)
La-da-da-da-dahh It's the m_in D-O-double-G (SNOOP DOGG!) La-da-da-da-dahh You know I'm mobbin with the D.R.E.
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