{*Snoop's message actually starts at the end of "Stacey Adams"*}
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[Snoop Dogg]
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Yo what's Crip-a-lat'n? Dis big Snoop Dogg
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Leave your name and your number at the motherfuckin beep
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If dis one of my hoes, two-way me
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{*BEEP*}
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[Dr. Dre]
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Ay ay Snoop whattup? This your nigga Dre
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Ay man I was thinkin I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin album
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So check it out, put this on there:
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All you motherfuckin haters out there, can suck my motherfuckin dick!
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And we still smokin, what?!
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[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
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For the nigga who be talkin loud and holdin his dick
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Talkin shit, he better LAY LOW
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For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
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Now she sick, she better LAY LOW
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For the niggaz who be claimin my hood
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and really ain't from my gang, better LAY LOW
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I hope he don't be thinkin I'm just talkin
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and I won't do a thing, really HOPE SO!
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[Snoop Dogg]
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Hmm, lay low, nobody move until I say so
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Limo tint rollin deep like the President
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See I don't go to clubs, I never chase a bitch (beitch)
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I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
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We call it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
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Return of the Top Dogg, and ain't no stoppin this
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Whatever the case, I ain't tryin to catch it
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Lay low, blow big dope, and slang records
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Unseen but well heard, do not disturb
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The only reason you alive cause I ain't sent the word
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I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will emerge
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from the smoke and go loc, you shouldn't provoke
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I bring the worst from the L.B.C.
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Smash motherfuckers thinkin they gon' smash on me
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Snoop and Dre give a FUCK about what y'all say
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From the "World's Most Dangerous Group" - N.W.A
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Ay, ay
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[Butch Cassidy]
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Our rise, it was no surprise
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I always knew these fools would trip
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Hatin, fakin, schemin on mine
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and on the down low talkin shit
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Best move cause I refuse to lose
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no matter which damn road I choose
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So lay low cause you might be bruised
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Top story on the evening news
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I ain't for games, so if you wanna play 'em lay low
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Lay down on the floor
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I'm in a rage, so if we gotta do this let me know
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That's what I came fo'
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[Goldie Loc - Eastsidaz]
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Where that nigga who be talkin shit?
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He don't come around no more because I fucked his bitch
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I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezin the tits
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Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips
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She tried to make me cum, but I was tryin to take her home
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Dropped you off and seen you fishin on your raggedy Brougham
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Coulda thumped you and the dog (you little fag)
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And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong
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[Tray Deee - Eastsidaz]
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Booyaka booyaka, we bring it straight to ya
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From 22's to Luger's the shit that shoot through ya
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Who you motherfuckers think the Top Dogg bang with?
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The same click he came with and made the game flip
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Now niggaz grow they hair, hope they stayin act hard
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That's even tho' yo' CEO talk shit get slapped hard
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The backyard is where we get our scrap on
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The black car drive by then you get capped on
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[Master P]
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Whassup pimpin? It's P and Snoop
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With Dre on the beat, this ain't nuttin but loot
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They call me Jackhammer for all the bread I got
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but they call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got
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I keeps it real-ah, cause I'm all about my scrilla
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The ladies love me cause I'm a million dolla hitta
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It's, No Limit til I D-I-E
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C-P-3, or Richmond, Cali's where I be
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[Chorus]
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Lay Low
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| Featuring Master P/Nate Dogg/Butch Cassidy/Tha Eastsidaz |
