[Snoop Dogg]
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Hehe, yeah that's that shit right there
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Is this that shit that make a nigga just
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It remind me of, matter of fact I"ma tell y'all
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I wasn't gonna share this but I'll share it witch'all
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Check this out
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I slid up in a party where some suckers was at
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Out of bounds slipping fucking with this hood rat
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My homeboy told me that the bitch wasn't shit
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But I didn't give a fuck cuz this twin a Crip
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The first young nigga with a baseball cap
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Tried to hit a nigga up until he seen i was strapped
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I'm like 'Nigga, take two steps back
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now lower your voice before you get pimp slapped'
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I know you seen me on your MTV raps
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Way back in the days when I was with Fab' Five Freddy
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I told you then, I told you now, boy I stay ready
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Don't sweat it, we'll get him and then met him
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Talk shit for a minute then deal with him
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Hail Mary, call Makavelli to come and save your ass
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Cuz I'ma put my Chucks up in it so quick and so fast
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You use some act-right like LaBetty
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and let you know that I'm the king of this motherfucking city
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Like Frank White, Nino Brown, John Gotti, Tony Soprano
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Joey Banana and the great Tony Montana
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All of 'em mixed in one fixed to done
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I like playing six-to-one
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This is fun, shooting my guns, counting my funds
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and walking on you bitch niggaz that run
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I'm from
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[Chorus - Snoop Dogg]
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213 the gangsta clicc
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21 motherfucking 3 nigga
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All we do is spit gangsta shit
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Gangsta shit, biatch
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213 the gangsta clicc
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Haha and you know it, nigga
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All we do is spit gangsta shit
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Y'all know what's happening
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Haha
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[Warren G]
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I shoot 'em up, I bang bang
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Or we can duke 'em up but you know you can't hang
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Still from the Beach, still a g thang
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213 in the house and you know how we came
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We came to party homie, so back up
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Plus up in the club, y'all don't have a body
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I bust guns, you bust guns
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Difference is my bullets probably touch the sun
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Want some? Come and get it
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On your marks, get set, blah!
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That's coming with it
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They won't stop, they'll get it, you don't get it
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It don't stop, still dont love bitches
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My G-niggaz, holler if ya hear me (Gangstas!)
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Speak it loud and clearly
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If you feel me raise your cups (East Side, Long Beach)
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Blaze it up
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And we from
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[Chorus]
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[Nate Dogg]
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You can call me Lil' Meeno
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Crazy motherfucker plus I'm Texas C-Notes
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His finger on the trigger but it way too slow
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You didn't see me coming so we missing his dome
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213 and we gone
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You can call me Nate King Cole
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Smooth motherfucker when it come to these hos
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All damn dimes up in every area codes
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Gangsta shit, yep and all the hos know
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When they go rolling in the stretch Navigator
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We gon' get it baby girl now or later
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she said she wanted to play so I played her
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Made a promise to pay, but never paid her
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Ain't that a hater
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It's just she's a goddamn ho
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And all of my niggaz know
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They knowin' since '94
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Wherever we go, she gon' go
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[Chorus]
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213 Tha Gangsta Clicc
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