Lyrics:
I'm a Horsy on the run
But we not getting up
Told my mother
S-t-r-e- double s
Less
I can't even tell my plans with the best words
Keep us cozy
Winter
degree day and there's no frickin' air conditionin'
And you can't see the bitch's hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up, blarin' the system in
you that they lyin' if they sayin' they seen me
New suit, yeah, big boss
I know you niggas ain't talkin' business, I'm a big B
P-E-R-C, yeah
Bad
The bitches love the way we ride (ride, ride)
So if you ain't a big dogg, then I suggest you stay insiznide
I be, G S-N-double-O-P, E-S, LBC, you feel me?
(Verse 1: Snoop Dogg)
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bottly harm
Now grab your girl
And run along
'Cuz you'll meet with me by
Oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
This for everybody
You gon' be a star, shootin' from afar
You gon' be ignited when they don't like who you are
I know
voodoo
Nine lives, SK with the cooler
Makaveli in the 'Rari, still B-I double G, I, E
I pray you smoke with me
Go to bed with a kilo like Casino
Janet
with some money, man
C'mon man, be cool, man
Y'all Mexicans always come with this shit
Yo, Dre! Kick in the bass!
Ooh, that's funky, that's funky
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh
Who's in the house?
Truckerrrrrr
Who's in the house?
Truckerrrrrr
Who's in
known to be the master in the MC field
No respect in eighty-seven, eighty-eight you kneel
Cause I produce and get loose, when it's time to perform
Wax
I got a gun, you need to stand fo'
Fuck you bring yo man fo'?
S be the ghost, double R what
First come the hawk, then next be the toast
K
of nigga that got it and break down a key
Remember me? J to the A, R-U-L, E baby
Smell the beef, it continue to uh, give em hell
Fill they bodies with
a chinese phonebook
Five four three ugly as can be, she said
[Ron-de-vu]
Hello Eazy E. Do you remember me? (I said no)
Huhu yes you do suga
My name is Bertha
While I'm slayin' must explain, a sucker is the lame
Battle in the trenches where the funky be playin'
Cause with a partner like E Double don't come
stack better nigga double that
Jerry Jones money nigga you a running back
Herschel Walker, Bo Jack, Ricky Waters
Better run that dope back
Boss, and I put
I'm in, I win, I can't be beat (pump, pump)
Don't sleep while I creep, peep out my technique
I forgot, I'm out of sight so you can't see the (pump,
less than a twenty
Yo, you want a five? Oh, the dope man's got plenty
To be a dope man, boy, you must qualify
Don't get high off your own supply
From
to the A to the T to the E
The S to the N to the double O P
[Wayniac]
I'm a take you on a trip,
so keep the game I display mane
I run it to ya in
I'ma be-L-double-O-D
Been on songs with S-N-double-O-P
Inside a Ferrari with the D-are-E
Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G
Walk through 8
My hip-hop, is quarantined locked inside the detox
Under keep lock, it's like b-block and E-Glocks
You're ill, your trail end thoughts are frail
I
[master p]
Yo, what's up nigga, this the colonel, mp.
But uh, fiend nigga, it's your muthafuckin time to shine.
You gon mix this shit up with bun be
Put slugs all up in that chest dunn,
To hell is where you be dwellin'
Popping ah clip in them bodies me dumpin'
Watchin' you fall to the pave
With
this nonsense
I've got to get away [x4]
Yo, check the groove be 's kicking a flow real smooth.
E double SS with some cess is a necessity to move.
with some money, man
C'mon man, be cool, man
Y'all Mexicans always come with this shit
Yo, Dre! Kick in the bass!
Ooh, that's funky, that's funky
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