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'm underground 106 can't ban me All on the air sayin' they don't fuck wit me no mo' I go back wit rap like K-P-O-O From the very first time I grabbed
wanna put a a-p-P, out on my c-a-T 'cause I'm horney, and I want it kinda b-a-D You are my d-o-G , thats why I'm tryin to get mine Neighbors got they
feel I'm on the level, stayin' mellow, no criticism from the fellows, hello Being keyed durin' a high speed but still don't tap the B.B.'s I'm D.D.,
D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. Smash, just before you talk spaz out Hittin' the switch then hittin' the stash Before the year 2000
the motherfuckin D.R.E. (Dr. Dre MOTHERFUCKER!) [Snoop] La-da-da-da-dahhh [Dre] You know I'm mobbin with the D-O-double-G [Dr. Dre] Straight off the fuckin streets of C-P
I'ma B-L-double-O-D Been on songs with S-N-double-O-P Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G Walk through 8 Mile
for acres I'd murder you, I'd gauge and have me turn into a mad man Son of Sam bitch, I'm surgical I'm allergic to dyin', you think not? You got balls
don't smoke but I toke enuff second hand to make my fuckin P.O. choke I'm an OG, you're fuckin with a GI Joe Bia Bia, mia meo a vida loco I'm a psycho
is no joke, I don't smoke But I toke enough second hand to make my fuckin "P.O." choke I'm an OGyou fuckin with a GI Joe Bia Bia, mia meo a Vida loco I'm
hundreds? I'm slash artist, I'm so creative, I'm slash ink-smoker Now can handle this dolja? I'm slash thug nigga, I'm from the hood nigga I'm slash
let me say Shawty Lo, do it B-I-G I like a lot of hoes and I love the freaks But if I had to choose, M-O-E You ain't got enough paper Middle finger to
moves, cut cut! Cut, making move, making move, ahhh! Clear the rhythm A B C D E F G, H I J K L M N O P Q R S, T U V, W X Y Z Now I know my ABC's,
s don't know, I'm on the down low Some get mad 'cause they can't understand That I'm 23 years old, I'm in command I'm down with D I T C, that's 'Diggin
I'm missin my shit, they think I'm crazy Catch me hittin your lady in my Mercedes Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it gravy L.O.X. hold the hammers
lay with Well it's the B, L, A, C, K to the S, P double O, K It don't matter what another man say I'm gone still do it all my way 'Cause I'm slick like
P-funk in the sound And if it ain't gots the P it ain't down I'm like Al Capone on the microphone I'm blasting lyrics through your dome, all through
you can hang We used to hang from a tree Now we hangin' behind the rope, we V.I.P. We do it B.I.G., ain't no need to See I.D. The entire scenery shrouded