O P, Dogg, my fuckin' homey Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs Sho' 'nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, 'cuz they got me on the run Now I'm back in the
perfect, I paint a perfect picture Bomb the hoochies wit' precision my intentions to get richer With the S N Double O P Dogg my fuckin' homey You's a cold
But your brain in the fat 3 quick Learn from nothin never amount to shhh P-o p-i-m-p stick Take it to bed cause i'ma claim what I'm wit' Warned at first
right How should you be in the V.I.P., and the think of all the nights you can creep out with me See I'm about leasin' real estates ball with the heavyweights
make a noose Hang yaself, here's a deuce deuce, bang yaself like Cheddar Bob I'm in the hood like S-T-tall cat-Crooked Letter-I S-P-C-O, nigga yes
G. M.O.P., and X to the Z Is a friend of our family, yeah my nigga For you, counterfeit, wannabe hardcore players I rub you under your face with single-edged razors Cold
hit this with a nine (with a nine) still garuantied to ganstafy your mind (your mind) my affiliation is the M-O-B (O-B) seven smash artists young H-O-G (O
a perfect picture Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey Youse a cold ass nigga
west So I can roll in a benz And have a big lex On top of the world Is f-o-e When I'm lettin' your ass know this is c-p-t 4-4 mags keep niggas tight When
? Ballin' outta control, ballin' outta control Yeah, yeah, I'm ballin' outta control Out of motherfuckin' control I'm ballin' outta control 'cause I'm way too cold Yeah, I'm
kicked The motherfuckin bastard stretched like elastic Now you bein' a hazard Two gats tha game Ran slap dead into a train motherfucker And gettin bitches like an everyday thang D O double G P O
the World man then nigga pull it, Come kick it with your homie i'll show you how to push, If Your Looking To Stand I'm camouflage in the bushes, Fly
when I'm sliding by Medium heavy guess I'm ready to rotate like skittles The album Z-Ro up in this game, punk I'm not a beginner I'm a veteran, exceteran
I feast every beat I seek, And I freak every mix CD I leak I need to be at the t-o-p-o-f-h-i-p-h-o-p And I'm I-n-D-a-C-u-t-W-i-t-h dem Oozies Who me,
with me I'm so cold, who am but staying G The Dogg Pound stays the learn all y'all heard Please date me when stick before you get serve My nigga slip is an gangsta 'Cuz I'm an hood ster, an hood star I'm
m never broken-hearted Bang us in your cars, bang us in your jeep, bang that shit retarded 12 O'Clock RZA, Bob Digi, Sun Zeini P. Sunn, 12 O'Clock two
I told you I'm raw white When I'm on this mic, the mourn at Knight Don't wanna see mornin' light And I feel like I'm forced to fight When the chips are
struck, I seen the right to enter Uhaah took My cup runneth over, stressed out whenever I'm sober This cold world got my girl scan Fight on the sand, I'm
