[Snoop Dogg:]
G-Mix for Kings only
(H.O, Hova)

They say you can't spell the West without the ES.

[Jay-Z:]

Hold up,
I wanna rock right now
My name is Hov and I came to shake the town

Yeah your boys internationally known
But I'm from the hood got a pocket full of stones
I used to cop rob base turn it into easy rock

Just to stay Dougie fresh
All the sh-ts the easy rock
Used to chef raekwon,

Give fiends to ghost face,
Ya'll know my forte
I just might catch a dope case,

Urrrrrhhhhhhhh,
Ha i master the D,with nex and the mid-west,so I'm heavy in the D
Urrrrrhhhhhhhhhhh,

The boy still snoop around since a pup I been Kurrupt
And I f-ck with the Dogg Pound
Uhhh, Roc Nation is the game now

Dope lyrics is the only thing I sling now
I get the job done, I put the kane down
It's no Biggie, huh, I'm jus the king now!


[Chorus: Sample of "It Takes Two" by Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock (Crowd Chanting)]
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now

I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now (SNOOP! DOGG!)
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now (SNOOP! DOGG! SNOOP! DOGG!)

(HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!) I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now
(HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!) I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now


[Snoop Dogg:]
G-Mix,
I was a fiend before I became a teen

I melted cabbage sacks instead of cones of ice cream
Crimorian team, that's how the West was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzle, complicated

I drop the sack and try to wrap yes a'll
They try to bang me and say that im to small
Cool because I don't get upset

I call the King of East
Catch a flight then I jet right back to the West


Where my n-ggas is at
Scoop the Dilly put it back on the map
Like this like that while you roll in the back

Lonely gat,pop pop, a hole in your back
I like the Whopper f-ck the Big Mac
Run up on the Dog my gat go click clack

And that's fo sho the reason why
Man I don't know so let's go cuzzz,


[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg:]

Boss Dogg chillin, lookin like a million
Yeah, ^!$$% got it, I'm a leave it to my chil'ren
Tonight I'm on some other %#@!, and baby lovin it

Hella fast, grip dey $$# like the oven mitt
I'm gooned up, boy! Rich as f-ck, boy!
Black and gold brakes, that's my truck, boy

I'm on my Eastside, sh-t I'm workin
I got the party goin, and it's jerkin
My n-ggas all long, we rollin out deck

Hoes gettin in, you betta pick a b-tch
'Cause when I shut it down, the party's over with
She call me Superman, I'm on my Soulja %#@! (Yooooou!)

Boss Dogg, get 'em, I sick 'em and take 'em home
West Coast b-tch, I'm on my f-ckin thong
I'm giggin on these hoes, do 'em like dominoes

And slam 'em on they back, and tell 'em vamanos

[Chorus]