[Chorus: x2] It ain't safe to leave the house Fuck around 'round here These niggas quick to air ya out And lay ya down 'round here You run your mouth niggas will put ya In the ground 'round here One-time don't even fuck around and come 'round here [Snoop Dogg] M.L. and 21st, where niggas worse Quick to put one in ya first Before they search your pockets get that china And where they got ya that's where they gon' find ya They rollin' out there nigga, that's that real shit Where bein' slick can get you caught up real quick Hold up homie, don't let this money blind ya Cause you won't see me standin' right behind ya Then it's time's up, that's how we talkin' if he come from the Beach Better watch them niggaz out here if they come from the East Don't stop if I'm not out somewhere so niggas can see Cause they don't give a fuck, you stuck if you ain't with me My city's a beast, You can't walk through the Beach unless you walk with a piece You can't talk to police cause most police is like me They get that cheddar like they want it, take yo' shit in the street They want that paper out here Enough to come and take what's on your plate out here Enough to have somebody take your place out here Fuckin' around without your strap sound like a bad idea [Chorus: x2] [Snoop Dogg] This L.A. County nigga If you's a bitch then get yo' ass from 'round here nigga Before they come put bullets in yo' brain Cause in the hood ain't nothin' really changed They tryin' to get that paper just like Uncle Sam And just like Sam niggas just don't give a damn They mission is to leave yo' ass in pain Cause they don't give a fuck about a thing It's a cold game, that's how they talkin' if they walk on the West Better watch yourself without this star protectin' your chest These niggas come from nowhere, get to takin' yo' shit You'll get beat outside the set and then sent home in your stretch This shit is a mess, You can't walk in them streets unless you walk with your vest You can't talk to police 'cause most police ain't gon' stress They get that cheddar like they want it with they foot in your chest They want that paper out here Enough to come and take what's on your plate out here Enough to have somebody take your place out here Fuckin' around without your strap sound like a bad idea [Chorus: x2]
Written by: PAUL PHILIP HERMAN, DIDO ARMSTRONG, STANLEY BERNARD BENTON, CALVIN BROADUS (SNOOP DOGG), TRACY LYNN CURRY, DAWAUN W PARKER
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