Ye-yeah (ye-yeah), uhh.. uhh
Ye-yeah (ye-yeah), uhh.. uhh

Yeah (West Coast), ye-yeah
Everybody get up!



Keep it krunk and you bump at the club, what
Huh, it ain't no limitations on the bus (what)

Ask for spot, I'ma eat it up
and keep sweatin, ya ain't sayin nuttin (what)
Muhammad Ali, keep bustin, makin loot, fight money

You thought I wasn't, it's just like honey and it sound so free
but enough to make them haters get up off of they seat
I said "You buggin me," simple woman

come with the world's greatest hits
Watch this girl but don't get it twisted
Doin it, doin it 'til I'm filthy rich

Mother$#&@ers get rich to this



Uhh, we reach rolls, double-oh's, whole calvary's statinated
^!$$%z look to get it acres of Bone, collaborated
+Top Gun+ throwin dubs, you (*##$es let's be for real

(how we mad shout with mad scarfs of the season is)
Squarin off like a prisoner, we hustle wit G'ism
^!$$%z thought the medicated can relate to how we livin

We barks like Rotweilers, poppin Cris' and our collar
In the club pop hoes, got them ^!$$%z scared to holla
Dogg House and Bone Thugs just way too big

Tracks flossed out, we floss out, ya under dig?



Please believe it, please believe it
Please believe it, please believe it
Please believe it, please believe it





Do you know I give it to ya cause thats how we (bang bang!)
Wit mo' thugs control a shotgun doin they (thug thang!)
Jump off they Don's when we threw out they new illest filth

When mother$#&@ers get excluded cause they ora's ain't free
(let me holla from six hoes thats tight wit fo' do's)
The lense roll the Dogg House (ya know know)

I camoflouge 'til I make ya knee wit' the apparel calvary (unchanged)
or callin me (rep the bo's)
While the left of the right, hoes regulate you tight

While my ^!$$%z cop the G's and my (*##$es rock (icey E's)
Pace but unstoppable when all my homies got it (rep, y'know!)







Mo Thug and the Dogg House, and who wanna $#&@ or touch this powerhouse
^!$$% go move yo' car, we'll strike you out, knock you outta the box

^!$$% it's a mad world, wit a bad girl, like the Doggy's Angels resumé
Don't smash, ^!$$% we out here gettin this cash
Don't trip on zero-zero-zero-zero

I'da seen too many people lackin not-a be stackin
^!$$% we out here almost (?) rappin fools
Better tell this dude, tryna have a little fun

when the arobic bloom, ^!$$% we here let's have it
and autopsy never been no new so make it paper chasin
Releave of this stress, wit the booty that we blessed

Never-the-less, when it's mobbin for real
^!$$%z ain't even keep it real, they gon' keep it real
Tell you exactly how I feel, you know the drill

Get the G's please, and get them oversea's, blowin trees
Boom-a-watts(?) my Long Beach O.G.'s, Eazy-E - rest in peace
I'ma put it down, 'til the day I D-I-E!



Hit you wit the %#@! that just make you wanna kill us slow

Keepin it gangsta so you-you know I always feel it though
Livin a life of a rapper and a C.E.O.
My life ain't change except the strange silly hoe
(*##$es ain't %#@! and I mean it sincerely though
Come inside the house and you can hear me though

Realy though, you silly hoe
Here we go, here we go, here we, here we, go-go
C'mon everybody, y'all all get down
What we have, is a brand new sound (what, what?)
So nobody out there be misled

like I had a (*##$ in my bed and she could give me some head





Haha, y'know what? Haha, y'know
Everybody get up!

Believe in me, you gotta believe in me
Everybody get up!

Gotta believe this song, might as well believe in me!
Big Snoop Dogg, Doggy's Angels, Layzie Bone
Battlecat on the track, ugh
Believe that! Hello





Y'know.. say what?
Please believe it

And we out! L.. B.. C
See ya! Sideways 'til the next life

Can't leave without doin it
BIATCH