[Snoop Dogg]. Yeah wassup my nigga?. I'm sittin here chillin with my nigga Kurupt and we sayin. I mean it ain't no hard motherfuckin whiteboys in the rap game dog. You know? No disrespect (that's right). That nigga Slim Shady is tight than a muh'fucka though (yeah that's true). But we want a nigga to come with some GANGSTA shit. You feel me?. [T-Bo]. I went from rags to riches to hittin these hoes and switches. Duckin snitches and these money hungry bitches. So you want a dollar? Well baby I can't holla. You ain't gettin shit from the break a bitch scowlin scowlin. Not even a penny homegirl you ain't gettin any. Oh by the way... you're too fuckin skinny. Why don't you go weep and wash your stankin ass feet. while my vogues burn up and down the street. Eatin steak and shrimp got my name on a blimp. Walk with a limp cause I'm a motherfuckin pimp. My diamonds is blindin yeah candy paint out shinin. Got yo' bitch chasin me while yo' old lady two-timin. Whether you mobbin in buckets or roll in a Benz. Keep yo' eyes on yo' enemies seperate yo' foes from yo' friends. Fuckin models drinkin Alize by the bottles. Eleven hundred ?? and my hand's on the throttle. Chorus: Snoop Dogg (paraphrasing Masta Ase "Jeep Ass Niguh") 2X. White boy white boy turn that shit down. You know that America ain't ready for the sound. from dem white boyz.. (white boyz) white boyz.. (white boyz). White boyz.. (white boyz) white boyz.. (white boyz). [Snoop Dogg]. I'm high 'n a motherfucker perv on the curve. Fuckin with this white boy slangin my herb. D.P.G. to the fullest young cuz. My homeboy Ricky said "Show me some love!". He got the club with this fool named T-Bo. From the Dirty South gold's in his mouth my peoples. All of my homies from the L.B.C.. All my white homies who smoke with me. Sell me bud on the weekdays cause. this shit's for y'all from me and my doggz. If you don't know you do know T-Bo my new dog. Fuck what you goin through we bout to fuck it up y'all. Chorus: T-Bo says first line with Snoop (1X only). [T-Bo]. You know who I wanna be that white boy that everybody talk about. The one that's tearin up shows fuckin these hoes representin the South. Eyes bare-ly open laid back in the Cadillac tokin. Them hoes talkin bout ridin with me and Snoop the bitches must be jokin. Toke smoke up the block and glock stay cocked so you must get busted. And my city's hotter than a corner full of hustlers. Twelve slappin trunk rattlin and when you yappin we in a gun battle. When you talkin the talk we walkin the walk. So stay in yo' house when after dark. We bark and we bite ??. Knuckle up in the club to push and shove til everybody starts to fightin. You might think the shit's funny but fool we ain't actin. You bout that yappin? We bout that action and scratchin. Playin for keeps screamin take it to the streets. Camouflaged down with them soles on my feet. And up in the club thugs push and they shove. And you won't know who's a killer so you betta watch who you mug. [Snoop Dogg]. Bitch get your mind right get your mind right. Bitch get your mind right get your mind right. Yeah white boyz up in the motherfucker. My nigga T-Bo!. Chorus. [Snoop Dogg]. Yeah that shit funky dog. That's what I'm talkin bout. My nigga T-Bo Dirty South all up in this bitch. (We No Limit Soldiers we No Limit Soldiers). Yeah Dogghouse Production. Dogghouse wreckin bow wow. (white white white white white boyz). That's how we doin it for the nine-nine. White boyz yeah we fuckin with whiteboys in ninety-nine. cause they fuckin with us. It's a game of death. Chorus.