{y`all gone miss me} Yeah y`all gone miss me [harmonizing] Never miss what you had `til it`s gone Yeah, y`all gone miss me (y`all gone miss me) Yeah, y`all gone miss me
[Snoop Dogg] Hmm, who that nigga that brought you that gangsta shit befo` you motherfuckers was even ready for it? Showed you how to tie a flag on your head and represent your motherfuckin set `til you`re dead Bust on the cops while I cuss the Feds Roll a joint, in the bathtub gettin head Put the G in the P, flipped the G to a ki Put the West coast back on the map bay-bee Check my styles, check my files I`ve been gangbangin since I was a juvenile They cut me loose in nine-deuce I swore to tell the whole truth Keep it gangbang 100 proof E`rybody say, `Ay Snoop` - did Death Row pay me? Look here young loc, shit it`s all to the gravy I really can`t trip off the past, on the real I had a blast Tupac, rest in peace and God bless all my enemies
[Chorus: KoKane] Rain-drops, falling on my head Fuckin with them haters, messin with my bread Talkin bout the raindrops, fallin on my head Fuckin with them haters, sleepin in my bed
[Snoop Dogg] Ain`t No Limit to this shit, ain`t no gimmick Master P good lookin out homeboy, salute my Lieutenant (at ease) I`m in it knee deep and can`t creep no more I had to move down South on the low-low, fo` sho` doe Dippin through the woods with Fiend, Magic, Pokey Mystikal, V-90, C, Boz and P (ya heard me?) Windows on tint, ridin like the President It`s evident, shit I`m doin good (yeah) I moved out the hood like I should (say what?) And then they had the nerve to call me Hollywood (nigga what?) But I don`t give a fuck, if I`m misunderstood 20 Crip don`t slip, yeah it`s all to the good Yeah the homies got twist too, whatchu say? Oh the homies might get me? They`ll get you Listen here, don`t try it, and don`t deny it And don`t pay `em no mind Dogg, man I`m tryin
[Snoop Dogg] Just when you thought I was gone, I`m back on Knick-knack-paddy-wack give the Dogg a home with a gang of pitbulls, rottweilers and doberman pinschers Bonafied killers The illest, cap peelers, that you ever wanna meet Straight up out the ghetto where they pack the heavy metal I got my hand on the wheel, my foot on the gas pedal I`m drivin DoggHouse to the next level (woof) and buckin two shots at the devil Run up on his ass, and blast, like a rebel Turn up the treble cause I hit you with the bass Remember my name and remember my face Remember these words, and remember the taste And remember, we all gotta leave this place I`m tryin to stay focused, I`m the loc`est in the game The Rap Prime Minister, `Mr. G Thang`
[Chorus Two: KoKane] Rain-drops, fallin on my head Fuckin with the wrong folks, messin with my spread Talkin bout the raindrops, fallin on my head Messin with my ba-by, who`s sleepin in my bed
[harmonizing to fade with interjections of `y`all gone miss me`]