[2pac] Now everytime I see you cats is rollin in packs For the life of me I cannot see why you don't know how to act Love to clown when you deep, but when you on that solo creep out on the streets you don't hear a peep nigga it's a god damn shame, somebody explain why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man's game Tear that ass out the frame, completely get that ass kicked Woke up on the street but you'll be sleepin in the casket How long will it last, nigga don't ask, just be first to blast Outlaw on the mash tryin to be the first to see some cash My shit's classic, like my nigga Nate Go get the tape, we keep the nation anticipatin until we break Money made me evil, court cases got me stressed niggaz aimin at my head but I still wear my vest I don't give a f*ck motherf*ckers I'm loc They all duckin when my gun smoke cause you ain't shit without your homeboys
[DMX] Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo What's my name? DMX and I be the best You see the rest they lookin like they need a rest One more time, I'mma spit at you some shit That's gon get at you be fuckin with your mind, stop talkin shit Cuz you out there runnin' your mouth And really don't know who you fuckin with Here we go again How many times do I have to tell you rap niggas? I have no friends you still actin up Runnin around here like some brand new pussy that's about to get fucked The game don't stop, I'm still gettin down for whatever Whenever that's why my shit is hot, can't keep it real Now, some of us do but most of us don't that's just how a nigga feel I shed blood, for my people that'll keep you lookin see-through Whenever you try to creep through D-M-X
[Puff Daddy] You think I'ma come this far, and let you niggas stop me now? I hate you too!!
[Nas] You wanna hate me then hate me; what can I do but keep gettin money, funny I was just like you I had to hustle hard never give up, until I made it Now y'all sayin that's a clever nigga, nuttin to play with Hate on me, I blew but I'm the same ol G People warn me, when you're on top there's envy Took my niggas out the hood, but you doubt on us Sayin we left the hood but can't get it out of us My bad, should I step out my shoes, give 'em to you? Here's my cars and my house, you can live in that too Criticize when I flow for the streets, hate my dress code Gucci this, Fendi that, what you expect hoe? Nickname Esco', took this game to its threshold Best flow I bet the whole U.S. know Try to make it like you the realest, but who the illest? Think we all know the answer to that, cause niggas feel this right
[Snoop Dogg] La-da-da-da-dahh It's the motherfuckin D-O-double-G (SNOOP DOGG!) La-da-da-da-dahh You know I'm mobbin with the D.R.E. (YEAH YEAH YEAH You know who's back up in this MOTHERFUCKER!) What what what what? (So blaze the weed up then!) Blaze it up, blaze it up! (Just blaze that shit up nigga, yeah, 'sup Snoop??)
Top Dogg, bite me all, nigga burn the shit up D-P-G-C my nigga turn that shit up C-P-T, L-B-C, yeah we hookin back up And when they bang this in the club baby you got to get up Thug niggaz drug dealers yeah they givin it up Lowlife, yo' life, boy we livin it up Takin chances while we dancin in the party fo' sho' Slip my hoe a forty-fo' and she got in the back do' Bitches lookin at me strange but you know I don't care Step up in this motherfucker just a-swangin my hair Bitch quit talkin, quick walk if you down with the set Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope from this jet Out of town, put it down for the Father of Rap And if yo' ass get cracked, bitch shut yo' trap Come back, get back, that's the part of success If you believe in the X you'll be re
(Snoop) La-da-da-da-dahh (Dre) It's 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-T King of the beats you ride to em in your Fleet (Fleetwood) or Coupe DeVille rollin on dubs How you feelin whoopty=whoop nigga whut? Dre and Snoop chronic'ed out in the 'llac with Doc in the back, sippin on 'gnac (yeah) Clip in the strap, dippin through hoods (what hoods?) Compton, Long Beach, Inglewood! South Central out to the Westside (wessyde) It's California Love, this California bud got a nigga gang of pub I'm on one, I might bail up in the Century Club with my jeans on, and my team strong Get my drink on, and my smoke on Then go home with, somethin to poke on (whassup bitch?) Loc it's on for the two-triple-oh Comin real, it's the next episode...
(Nate Dogg) Hold up, heyyyyyyyy for my niggaz who be thinkin we soft We don't, playyyyyyy We gon' rock it til the wheels fall off Hold up, heyyyyyyyy for my niggaz who be actin too bold Take a, seeaaaaaat Hope you ready for the next episode HeyyyeyyyeEYEYyyyEYYYY.... .... smoke weed everday!