(Six-two)

Xplosive, West Coast shit

My nigguh-ish ways attract, girls that used to turn they back

Causin me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm

Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me my shit's the bomb

Xplosive...for my niggaz drinkin Cognac, smokin weed, always pack

Mo than one firearm, chrome rims, ridin on

Chronic in yo system, let me know, my shit's the bomb...Xplosive



(Kurupt)

West Coast shit nigga

Overdosage, imperial pistols ferocious

Fuck a bitch, don't tease bitch, strip tease bitch

Eat a bowl of these bitch, gobble the dick

Hoes forgot to eat a dick can shut the fuck up!

Gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up and get my cash

Backhanded, pimp-slapped backwards and left stranded

Just pop ya collar, pimp convention hoes for a dollar

Six-Duece in a plush, six-duece Impala

Pimpin hoes from Texas to Guatemala

Bitch niggaz paid for hoes, just to lay wit hoes

Relax one night, and paid to stay wit hoes

Captain Save'Em all day (bitch) well save this dick

Bitch nigga, you more of a bitch than a bitch

You ain't into hittin pussy, or hittin the switch

You into hittin bitches off of the grip you punk bitch



(Nate Dogg)

All my real Doggs still kick it wit me

All my down hoes still trickin wit me

All the true gangstas know

Nate ain't never love no hoe

All the hoodrats still shake it for me

All my true fans still checkin for me

All the real smokers know

Nate ain't passin nuttin but dro indeed...

Real trees...

Chronic leaves...

No seeds...



When I met you last night, baby

Before...I blew yo mind, (Blew-blew-blew your mind)

I thought we had a chance, lady

No more...now that I'm sober you ain't that fine

Hmmm-HmmmHmmm

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