Some good-ass weed

Check it out Dog: this game is a motherfucking trip man. Word on the streets, everybody always trying to run up on me hollering about "Word on the streets is, this nigga said this". Man, I don't give a fuck about what that nigga said man. That's what's wrong with you niggas. You niggas is just like bitches. Ho-ass niggas, talk too motherfucking much (Speak). Stay to your own, get your own–you know what I'm saying? Be independent, nigga

Bitch

Yeah

Bitch niggas (Bitch niggas)

Bitch niggas (Bitch niggas)

Bitch-ass niggas (Bitch)

Bitch niggas (Bitch niggas)

Yeah, I'm talking about you (Bitch)

Bitch niggas

And you too (Bitch)

Hmm, Dogg

I meet more bitch niggas than hoes, look here

And I really don't know, but that's just how it go (damn)

Dogg, so many niggas like to keep up shit

And just like a bitch (bitch) niggas be talking shit (nigga)

Smiling in my face and then they blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)

Niggas stay strapped from way back, cause payback...will

Make niggas wanna pop that shit

If you ain't ready for the game (uh-uh) nigga stop that shit

We rock that shit, my nigga Dre, drop that shit (right)

No more talking, I'm walking and I'm popping the clip

Glock on the hip, set-tripping, dipping and shit

If you act like a bitch (nigga) nigga you get smacked like a bitch

Bitch niggas, bitch niggas (Bitch niggas)

These niggas don't know what the fuck is going on

Yo Dogg, check it, kick back

Let me holler at these niggas for a minute

Straight off the streets of chaos and no pity

The aggravated, making these punk motherfuckers hate it

(Compton) is the city I'm from

Can't never leave the crib without a murder weapon

Huh, I can't live my life on broke no more

And most of these fools ain't shit but cutthroats

They smile in a nigga face, and for what?

They got the game fucked up, and want my thing fucked up

I done learned a lot, seen a whole lot

The top notch nigga, I'm fiending for that spot

Now peep game on what Six-Deuce told me

These niggas after your paper, Dr. D-R-E (What?)

And these punk-ass hoes is looking for dough

You gotta watch your homeboys, cause a nigga never know

Oh, they'll be around, but when your paper get low

Just like Master P said, "There they go, there they go"

Bitch niggas, uh-huh

Attention all personnel:

Stop scheming, and looking hard

Stop scheming, and, an–, and, an–an–, and, and looking hard

Bitch nigga, a bitch nigga

Bitch nigga, hell of bitch nigga

You's a bitch nigga, motherfucker bitch nigga

A bitch nigga, a bitch nigga

A bitch nigga

I know your type, so much bitch in you, if it was slightly darker

Lights was little dimmer, my dick be stuck up in your 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 bitch that you are, been wanting to cap you

Every since you was mad dogging me with that bitch in your car

Fool, "Who do you think you are? Mr. Big Stuff"

Man, you shit on Hitt, get your shit bust, plus

Pistol-whipped, cover it up, use your bitch's blush

Mr. Powder Puff your bark ain't loud enough, huh

I know Chihuahuas that's more 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 you's a buster slash hussy, soft as a hush puppy

Must we break you down to estrogen most hated specimens

A bitch nigga

Stop scheming, and looking hard

Stop, stop, stop scheming, and looking hard

Stop, stop, ah, –op, –op, stop, sch–, sch–, scheming and looking hard

Stop, stop, ah, –op, –op, stop, sch–, sch–, scheming and looking hard

Stop scheming an–, an–, an–, an–, an–, and looking hard

Stop scheming, and looking hard

Stop sche–, scheming, and looking hard

Stop scheming, and, and, and stop scheming, and looking hard