Come on everybody let's all get down
To this old-school sound with that K-Lou pound
It goes a 1-2-3, 3 to 2-1

Can't leave my house without packin my gun
I see ^!$$%z dying
Mamas crying

They say "keep packing Dre" I said "ugh, you lying"
Man, I hope they don't try to strike him out
Have him doing big time in Suzy's house

Hard times is coming to my town
Graduated from the pen, no cap and gown
Cuz back in '85, school was soup

I rolled in trues and vogues, so I sold goop
Oops-up-side my head
Next thing I know, I'm doing time in the feds

Big spreads- with macks and killas
415s and Black Gorillas
On the rilla -ugh- it's nothing pretty

Can't get caught slipping laying under the titty
Gotta be a savage, can't be no jerk
Boy, I do's dirt

And I'm a cold piece of work
You's a smirk
And you're scared to get down

You better do the hokey-pokey and turn yourself around clown
It's going down
I thought you smelt it

^!$$%z PH-in and they just can't help it
I keep sucka-reppelent
Cuz suckas is tellin

Keep it coming out they throat, I grab my coat and I'm bailing
Two years ago- a cuddy of mine
Had to do some time 'cuz a ^!$$% dropped a dime

I'm super-sucka-free
And they can't $#&@ with me
Cuz I'm a R-O-M-P from the C-R-E-S-T

We- gets dumb
You know how we come
Making up words like %#@!ty-run-fun

%#@!ty-run-fun? Yeah, is you with me?
That's when your stomach is bubbling and your booty is drippy
Sticky, gooey

Smoke it with the Louie
Step in the throne looking real rag-gooey
Oooowwheeee...! that's how I sound

So come on everybody, let's all get down