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Yeah (Battlecat, what you got for me?)
Yeah, uh, a little somethin' for all the riders
All the siders (Eastside), and all the gangstas
And all the tricks (Trick, trick, trick)
Ya know, ya know, ya know
Dr. Dre (What what)
Big Snoop Dogg, we just dippin', G-Mix
Dip dip dip on, ha ha
I'm dippin' down Long Beach Coulevard
I only rides with my Doggs (Say what?)
And I don't give a damn about none of y'all
I'm ridin' 'til the wheels fall off
I only rides with my Doggs
Dippin' down Compton Boulevard
I only rides with my dogs (Say what)
I don't give a damn about none of y'all
I'm ridin' 'til the wheels fall off
I only rides with my dogs

Trip, beware of the big mash, you knew he wasn't finished with yo' ass
It stay on 'it til it's burnt out, look how it turned out
Nothin' you can do now can help you out
So fall down, Dr. Dre done fell back into the house with Tha Pound (Say what?)
These chickens keep throwin' coochie at us, we don't want it (Uh uh)
Yeah, trick, it don't matter
It's all about the money, if you got it, throw that up (Throw it up)
Hmm, right along with ya' set (Eastside)
And watch us, you young bustas can't do that yet
I skirt out, I hit a corner on ya, bump doin' halfway
I do it to the fullest, I'll probably catch bullets on my last day
I hope a prayer come through so I can eat
My shoes lookin' like about a buck fifty each, but I ain't trippin')
But I'ma come up, that's on my mama
Nah, that's on me, 'cause that's a burden on my mama
And she done suffered, the tough's gettin' rougher
And when the tough get tough, the rough get a strap
And low-ridin's on the map
Snoop Dogg's number one, the whole Pound's got snaps
(What what what what what)
Yeah, tell me, have you seen us?

Bendin' corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it (However you want it)
Nah, however you need it, we just dippin'
Dippin', dippin', dip on, dip dip on
Dip dip on, dip on, uh-huh
Dip dip dip on, dip on, yeah
Dip dip dip on, dip on (Eastside)
Ayo Dre
(Yeah, yeah, check it out)

Actin' a fool, a player that paid his dues
And got my receipt in return, so I recline the leather seats
With a trunk full of beats and
Chronic filled leafs to burn
No concern as I make a left turn on the 'Shaw (What)
Off of Jefferson, feelin' awfully naked at the U-turn
Huh, left my gun, that's a no-no
f**k Bernard Parks, I'm my own po'-po'
See him talkin' dirty after dark, startin' stuff
May have to mark up a fool FUBU logo
Lettin' off like a Ruger promo
And even though I'm about the hoes, I never doubt the dulos
You know the rule goes, where there's a ho, there's a hater
Well, there's some hoes over there
I'll concentrate on the haters later (What)
Give these b*t*hes numbers to the pager
Invite 'em to the next Dre function as party favors
Who said pimpin's hard labor?

Bendin' corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it (So beat it)
However you want it (However you want it)
Nah, however you need it, we just dippin'
Dippin', dippin', dip dip on, dip on
Bendin' corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it (So beat it)
However you want it (However you want it)
Nah, however you need it, we just dippin'
Just dippin', just dippin'
You know what? You know what?
Just dip, dip dip on, dip dip on (What what)
A-just dip, a-dip dip on, dip dip on
A-just dip, a-dip dip on, dip dip on
A-dip on, a-dip on, dip on
Just dip, dip dip on, dip dip on
A-just dip, a-dip dip on, dip dip on
A-dip dip, a-dip dip on, dip dip on
A-dip dip, dip dip on, dip on

Stop and stare 'cause you just can't believe it's me
Ooh wee, bendin' corners, just my Doggs and me
Mad as hell 'cause you never thought you'd see
Butch Cassidy (Cassidy), Snoop Dogg and the D-R-E

Ah, ah ah
Just dip, dip dip on, dip dip on
A-just dip, a-dip dip on (What what, ah)

///

DIRTY

Yeah, uh (Ridas)
Wanna say what's up to all them riders (Biatches)
All them siders, all them gangstas, and all them beyotches
Yeah, we keep it gangsta (gangstas, b*t*hes)
Yeah, we keep it gangsta

Dippin' down Long Beach Coulevard
I only rides with my Doggs (wuh-what)
And I don't give a f**k about none of y'all
I'm ridin til the wheels fall off
I only rides with my Doggs (wuh-what)

Dippin' down Compton Boulevard
I only rides with my dogs (say what)
I don't give a f**k about none of y'all (f**k y'all)
I'm ridin 'til the wheels fall off
I only rides with my dogs

Beware of the big mash, you knew he wasn't finished with yo' ass
He'll stay on it til it's burnt out, looked how it turned out
Nuthin' you can do, can't help you out
So fall down, Dr. Dre done fell back into the House (DPG)
With the Pound, b*t*hes keep throwin' pu**y at us
We don't want it, you b*t*h it don't matter
It's all about the money, if you got it, throw that up (throw it up)
Hmm, ride along with ya' set (Eastside)
And watch us, you motherf**kers can't do that yet
I skirt out, I hit a corner on ya, f**k doin' halfway
I do it to the fullest, I'll probably catch bullets on my last day
I hope a prayer come through so I can eat
My shoes lookin' like about a buck fifty each (but I ain't trippin')
But I'mma come up, that's on my momma
Now that's on me, 'cause that's a burden on my momma
And she done suffered, the sh*t's gettin rougher
And when the goin' get tough, the tough get a strap
And low-ridin's on the map Snoop Dogg's number 1
The whole Pound's got snaps (n***a)
Yeah, tell me, have you seen us?

Bendin' corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, nah however you need it (we just dippin')
Bendin' corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, nah however you need it (we just dippin')
Bendin' corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it

Uhh, actin a fool, n***a done paid his dues
And got my receipt in return, so I recline the leather seats
With a trunk full of beats and
Chronic filled leafs to burn
No concern as I make a left turn on the 'Shaw ('sup n***a)
Off of Jefferson, feelin' awfully naked at the U-turn
sh*t, left my gun, that's a no-no
f**k Bernard Parks, I'm my own po'-po'
n***a talkin' dirty after dark, startin' stuff (what's up n***a)
May have to mark up a n***a FUBU logo
Lettin off like a Ruger promo
And even though I'm about the hoes, I never doubt the dulos
You know the rule goes, where there's a ho there's a hater
(f**k them n***as) Well there's some hoes over there
And I concentrate on the haters later (what)
Give these b*t*hes numbers to the pager
Invite 'em to the next Dre function as party favors
Who said pimpin's hard labor?

Hey, oh yeah, oh yeah
Better watch out, cause here we come
Always, dippin'
Better watch out, cause here we come
Always, dippin'
Better watch out, cause here we come
Always, dippin'
Better watch out, cause here we come
We're always, dippin'
Better watch out, cause here we come
Al-always, dippin', hey
Better watch out, 'cause here we come
We're always, we're dippin' (we're dippin')
Better watch out, 'cause here we come
In them streets, dippin' (dippin)
Better watch out, 'cause here we come
Hittin' them corners, dippin' (dippin')
Better watch out, cause here we come

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