[Snoop Dogg:]
Guess who's back, it ain't a $#&@in' question
They know the name, bow in the presence of a living legend

$#&@ what you heard it's murda, murda, you gon' need protection
Some ^!$$%s blinded, couldn't see, so look for me to come and give direction
Who hold the crown, it ain't no conversation

[?] unless you payin' homage, remain the hottest
^!$$%s can't stop us, that's just being honest
And makin' hits, I never had problems munchin' at the apartment

Don't get me started, don't compare me to the newest, ^!$$%
For everyone of you, there's a hundred more and I watch them comin' home
My track record ain't coincidental

And these verses is like hearses consistently killin' all with instrumentals
Tell me, $#&@ what would ya'll do without me?!
Kill yourself or even think of something crazy 'bout me

I'm like I leave your $#&@in' champ, now watch me rope a dope
Just watch him choke, cause everythin' I drop is dope
Now watch 'em all go up in smoke


[Jon Connor:]
I came here to raise hell, I can't lie

One shot, one kill, it's real, I ain't hidin'
You won't shoot one shot if you ain't ready to die
And never get it $#&@ed up, I got shooters for hire

Cause you don't want it, I have you like aye aye
Better back the $#&@ up, over guns so I try
Now that weak %#@! will never slide, I despise

You are now not in the presence of nice guys

[Jon Connor:]

Look, what the $#&@, I was just chillin' in the cut
And no beginners, only winners run amok, you runners up
You funny $#&@ like twenty bucks, I know your [email protected]#% will let me $#&@

I told my city "Hold me down", now look how high they hold me up
I'm Kobe clutch, I hold my nuts till I was old enough to cuss
Was kissin' (*##$es after lunch, now that's a mutha$#&@in' rush

Still in highschool, I was $#&@in' ^!$$%s (*##$es on the hush
So no questions, it's no panties in a mutha$#&@in' must
It's the peoples rapper, I ain't no rapper

I'm the rapture on the mornin' after
You lackin' passion, you ain't bad, you just a wack distraction
I can't relax cause I feel the magic smashin', Tony Braxton

Where your sisters at? Let's get it crackin'
Look, I was young, I was broke
Had no hope, so I wrote, that's how I cope

I went hard with no results
New approach, same truth
Just get ready, aim, shoot,then get bing, bang, woof

So they better bring troops because...

[Jon Connor:]

I came here to raise hell, I can't lie
One shot, one kill, it's real, I ain't hidin'
You won't shoot one shot if you ain't ready to die

And never get it $#&@ed up, I got shooters for hire
Cause you don't want it, I have you like aye aye
Better back the $#&@ up, over guns so I try

I had weak %#@!, we'll never slide, I despise
You are now not in the presence of nice guys


[Jon Connor:]
It's $#&@in' murder, baby
I'm tryna hurt 'em, baby

I know you heard me, baby
Feel like I'm goin' crazy
It's $#&@in' murder, baby

Run, run, run, the cops almost got me
Another tear drop, another $#&@in' body
Uh, uh, uh, another $#&@in' body

Uh, uh, uh, another body
Uh, uh, uh, another body
Uh, uh, uh, another body

Uh, uh, uh, another $#&@in' body, body