keep my speech, bleek, and my right mind on it So when it's time, I'm heard in the streets My mammal animal skin, excitin' all the birds in your Jeep I'm crazy
Oh yes, I'm that master rap I'm the cold cap (echo) I'm what you know, ask Rapping Beyotch, beyotch 2 times baby, one time more Give it one more for
niggaz from Crenshaw From Long Beach to South Central Whoa, not these niggaz again These grown ass ignorant men with hair triggers again You and what army could harm me? D R E
of the ladies, ohh, nah nah nah nah nah Don't try to play me just 'cause I'm faded Don't think that I'm crazy, wooh, nah nah nah nah But Nate Dogg,
this ain't _Good Times_, it's nothin but hard times And where I'm from, we kick nothin but rough rhymes The M-A-A-D C-i-r-c-l-e Slingshot khakis and
roof cracked Tank on E, niggaz low on cash, oohh-woo (some R&B sample) "Straight jackin" Chorus [WC] So now it's goin accordin to plan I'm on the back
fuck about ya nigga I'm just livin' me We the reason for the season so I'm breezin' through the track Nigga Shady Cashis I can prove I'm here to do
but these cool Js And my wrist froze, but I'm cool sha', like a bald head, I'm too paid I'm too blazed, and I'm too high, George Kush, the whole crew
E or my brother D R E S And what's up to Lord Finesse And I'd like to give shouts to my peeps Shorty and Wes People say, I'm soup, crazy cash, I recoup
there you know appreciatin God's design and then you showed up, it's like you read my mind DAMN SHE'S FINE, I think I add the R-E, in front of that and
m standin there you know appreciatin God's design and then you showed up, it's like you read my mind DAMN SHE'S FINE, I think I add the R-E, in front
a R-E-D He winked his eye like his star status mattered They rat-a-tat-tatted to make his blood splatter "You rockin' crazy ice and all you do is cling
Flea comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e yeah that nigga Joe I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe I'm up on this tape, never gonna
Tecs Man I Got Dem Mac's Man I got Dem K's And I Got Dem Nine's And I Got Dem A's R-15's And Dem 22-Trey's Player Wanna Ride I'm a Ride For Days No I
my whole life That's really my nigga And I'm mourning with you The whole terror squad I'm here with y'all niggas man His wife, his kids, I'm here with
'lac truck, them niggas in path finders and The crime scene like N O R E N O R E People wanna scream they like N O R E N O R E Man, I'm outta' town
you forgot the name, and you are wondering it's N O R E, N O R E I'm from Q U double E N S The first nigga selling crack with a black G S I like the
a spell that you put me under Butterflies in my stomach like I'm twelve or somethin' And my girls are lookin' at me like I'm really buggin' I swear that it's crazy