Dre]Some good-ass weed!

[Snoop Dogg]

Check it out Dogg; this game is a mother$#&@in trip man
Word on the streets
Everybody always tryin to run up on me

Hollerin about word on the street is dis ^!$$% said dis...
Man I don't give a !#@* about what that ^!$$% said man!
That's what's wrong with you ^!$$%z, you ^!$$%z is just like (*##$es

Hoe-ass ^!$$%z, talk too mother$#&@in much (speak)
Stay to your own, get your own -- yahmsayin?
Be independent ^!$$% - BEOTCH!


[Dre]Yeah
[Snoop](*##$ ^!$$%z ((*##$ ^!$$%z)...

(*##$ ^!$$%z ((*##$ ^!$$%z)...
(*##$-ass ^!$$%z (beotch)...
[Both]!#$* !#$%Z ((*##$ ^!$$%z)...

[Snoop]Yeah I'm talkin about you (beotch)...
[Dre](*##$ ^!$$%z
[Snoop]and you too (beotch)...


[Snoop Dogg]
Hmm... Dogg...

I meet mo' (*##$ ^!$$%z than hoes - look here
And I really don't know, but that's just how it go (damn)
Dogg - so many ^!$$%z like to keep up %#@!

And just like a (*##$ (beotch) ^!$$%z be talkin %#@! (^!$$%)
Smilin in my face and then they blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
^!$$%z stay strapped from way back, cause payback...'ll

Make ^!$$%z wanna pop that %#@!
If you ain't ready for the game (uh-uh) ^!$$% stop that %#@!
We rock that %#@!, my ^!$$% Dre, drop that %#@! (right)

No mo' talkin, I'm walkin and I'm poppin the clip
Glock on the hip, set-trippin dippin an' %#@!
If you act like a (*##$ (^!$$%) ^!$$% you get smacked like a (*##$


[Snoop](*##$ ^!$$%z, (*##$ ^!$$%z ((*##$ ^!$$%z)


[Dr. Dre]
These ^!$$%z don't know what the $#&@ is goin on
Yo Dogg, check it kick back

Let me holla at these ^!$$%z for a minute...

Straight off the streets of chaos and no pity

The aggravated, makin these punk muh'$#&@ers hate it
COMPTON is the city I'm from
Cain't never leave the crib without a murder wea-pon

Huh, I cain't live my life on broke no mo'
And most of these fools ain't %#@! but cutthroats
They smile in a ^!$$% face - and for what?

They got the game $#&@ed up, and want my thang $#&@ed up
I done learned a lot, seen a whole lot
The top notch ^!$$%, I'm fiendin for that spot

Now peep game on what Six-Deuce told me

[Six-Two]

These ^!$$%z after yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (what?)
And these punk-ass hoes is lookin for dough
You gotta watch your homeboys, cause a ^!$$% never know

Oh, they'll be around, but when yo' paper get low
Just like Master P said, "There Dey Go, There Day Go"
(*##$ ^!$$%z... uh-huh...


{Dr. Dre cuts and scratches "attention all personnel"}
{"stop scheamin, and lookin hard" -> Audio Two}

{"stop scheamin, and... an, and... an-an, and... and lookin hard"}

[Dr. Dre]

(*##$ ^!$$%, a (*##$ ^!$$%
(*##$ ^!$$%, HELLA (*##$ ^!$$%
Youse a (*##$ ^!$$%, mother$#&@er (*##$ ^!$$%

A (*##$ ^!$$%... a (*##$ ^!$$%

[Hittman]

I know yo' type, so much (*##$ in you, if it was slightly darker
Lights was little dimmer my dick be stuck up in yo' windpipe!
Hmm, you'd rather blow me than fight, I'm from the OLD SCHOOL
Like Romey Rome homey yo, you owe me the right
To slap you, like the (*##$ that you are, that wanted to cap you

Every since you was mad doggin me with that (*##$ in yo' car
Fool {singing} "Who do you think you are? Mr. Big Stuff"
Man, you %#@! on Hit, get yo' %#@! bust; plus
Pistol-whipped, cover it up - use yo' (*##$'s blush
Mr. Powder Puff yo', bark ain't loud enough, huh

I know chihuahuas that's mo' rah-rah, HA HA
I have to laugh Dre, I bet he take bubble baths
You don't want no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Diggy Doctor plus me
No youse a busta slash hussy, soft as a Hush Puppy

Must we break you down to estrogen most hated specimen's
A (*##$ ^!$$%!

{Dr. Dre cuts and scratches "attention all personnel"}
{"stop scheamin, and lookin hard" -> Audio Two}

{"stop... stop... stop scheamin, and lookin hard"}
{"... op-stop... ah-op-op-stop-sch-sch-scheamin, and lookin hard"}
{"stop scheamin... an-an... an-an... an-and lookin hard"}
{"stop scheamin, and lookin hard"}
{"stop skee-scheamin, and lookin hard"}
{"stop scheamin, and... and... and...

stop scheamin, and lookin hard"}