Prompt: Consider the lyrics of a song about a person confronting those who claim to be a part of their community, warning them to lay low due to their false claims and boasting. The song also addresses those who make disrespectful and harmful comments, emphasizing the importance of respect and caution for one's words and actions.

Response:
For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his dick, talking shit
He better lay low
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick, now she sick
She better lay low
For the niggas who be claiming my hood
And really ain't from my gang, better lay low
I hope he don't be thinking I'm just talking
And I won't do a thing, really hope so


Prompt: Write a verse about confronting a rival who disrespected you, engaging in a sexual encounter with the rival's partner, and then encountering the rival in an unexpected situation.

Response:
Where that nigga who be talking shit
He don't come around no more because I fucked his bitch
I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezing the tits
Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips
She tried to make me cum, but I was trying to take her home
Dropped her off and seen you fishing on your raggedy Brougham
Coulda thumped you in your dome (you little fag)
And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong


Prompt: Create a song that celebrates the power of the Top Dogg crew, their loyalty, and their experiences in the streets of Richmond, California.

Response:
Booyaka booyaka, we bring it straight to ya
From 22's to Luger's the shit that shoot through ya
Who you motherfuckers think the Top Dogg bang with
The same clique he came with and made the game flip
Now niggas grow they hair, hold they stare and act hard
That's even tho' your CEO talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
Whassup pimping, it's P and Snoop
With Dre on the beat, this ain't nothing but loot
They call me Jed Clampett for all the bread I got
But they call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got
I keeps it realer, cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me cause I'm a million dolla hitta
It's, No Limit til I D-I-E
C-P-3, or Richmond, Cali's where I be


Prompt: Create a song that addresses the consequences of bragging and false claims, while emphasizing the importance of self-awareness and respecting others' territories.

Response:
For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his dick, talking shit
He better lay low
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick, now she sick
She better lay low
For the niggas who be claiming my hood
And really ain't from my gang, better lay low
I hope he don't be thinking I'm just talking
And I won't do a thing, really hope so


Prompt: A young man questions the signals he is receiving from a girl he is interested in. He feels like Cupid is playing a trick on him, but is also concerned about the lack of other guys around her. He is advised by an elder to leave the girl alone, but the young man remains convinced that she likes him due to the attention he garners from his charm and style.

Response:
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid, don't fuck with me
Are you tellin' me this is a sign?
She's lookin' in my eyes, and I see no other guys
Are you tellin' me this is a sign? Uncle Charlie (Oh)
Don't think about it, boy, leave her alone (Ooh wee)
Nigga, you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
You ain't no G


Prompt: Imagine a song that celebrates a hit collaboration between The Neptunes and Snoop Dogg, discussing their musical chemistry and a potential reason for someone's departure. The song also references a shared love for weed and mentions exclusive VIP access, with a warning that things might get "Crippin'" if there's an issue.

Response:
It's legit, you know it's a hit
When The Neptunes and the Doggy Dogg fin to spit
You know he's in tune with the season
Come here baby, tell me why you leavin'?
Tell me if it's weed that you need
If you wanna breathe, I got the best weed minus seeds
Ain't nobody trippin', VIP they can't get in
If somethin' go wrong then you know we get to Crippin'


Prompt: A guy is questioning Cupid's intentions and whether he's sending him signs about a girl he likes. He believes that the girl only likes him and is not into any other guys. However, a friend warns him not to take things too seriously, as the girl may be flirting with others too. The guy expresses his confidence in his charm and swagger, but his friend reminds him that he may not be as cool as he thinks he is. The song then touches on the idea of a girl's interest potentially being short-lived and easily swayed.

Response:
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid, don't fuck with me
Are you tellin' me this is a sign?
She's lookin' in my eyes, and I see no other guys
Are you tellin' me this is a sign?
Don't think about it, boy, leave her alone (Oh, oh, yeah!)
Nigga, you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
(Do-do-do-do-do-do) You ain't no G
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Now you stepping with a G, from Los Angeles
Where the helicopters got cameras
Just to get a glimpse of our Chucks
And our Khakis and our bouncin' cars
You with your friend, right? (Yeah)
She ain't tryna bring over no men, right? (No)
Shit, she ain't gotta be in the distance
She could get high all in an instant


Prompt: In a song about a love interest and a potential suitor, the lyrics express the uncertainty of a situation and the confusion of the subject's feelings, while also suggesting that the would-be lover should not intervene in the matter. The song implies that the subject believes they are the right person for the love interest, but may not be the best person for them.

Response:
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid, don't fuck with me
Are you tellin' me this is a sign?
She's lookin' in my eyes, and I see no other guys
Are you tellin' me this is a sign? (Oh-oh-ooh)
Don't think about it, boy, leave her alone (Oh, oh, yeah!)
Nigga, you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
(Do-do-do-do-do-do) You ain't no G


Prompt: Reflect on the luxurious experiences and relationships that could have been, such as flying on a G5 to Ibiza, enjoying cake, attending Wimbledon, and the loss of someone special. Mention the importance of not being young and foolish, and the impact of having Snoop Dogg's style in a relationship.

Response:
Mami, Mamacita, have you ever flown on G5's
From London to Ibiza? You gotta have cake to
You'll have Sundays with chiquitas
You'll see Venus and Serena, in the Wimbledon Arena
And I can take you
(Uncle Charlie, preach)
Nigga, don't be young and foolish
You don't know what you're doin'
You don't know what you lost until she's gone (Til she's gone)
She got a pretty face, drove you wild
But you ain't have that Snoop Doggy Dogg Style


Prompt: A frustrated man is confused about the intentions of Cupid, questioning if a woman's interest in him is a sign from the god of love. Meanwhile, he receives advice not to pursue her from a friend who challenges his claims of being cool and attractive, emphasizing that the woman appreciates his tone, cologne, and demeanor.

Response:
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid, don't fuck with me
Are you tellin' me this is a sign?
She's lookin' in my eyes, and I see no other guys
Are you tellin' me this is a sign? (Oh)
Don't think about it, boy, leave her alone (Ooh, wee!)
Nigga, you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll (Hey! Haha!)
You ain't no G


Prompt: A fun, catchy, and energetic song about challenging someone's perceived coolness or status.

Response:
Ooh, wee!! Heeeeeee (You ain't no G, G...)
Oh-woah, oh-oh
Ooh, wee!! Heeeeeee


Prompt: A humorous song about the trials and tribulations of owning a dog, specifically emphasizing the importance of responsible pet ownership and the consequences of not cleaning up after your furry friend.

Response:
Yeah, this is another story about dogs
For the dog that don't pee on trees is a bitch
So says Snoop Dogg
So you better get your pooper scooper 'cause the nigga's talkin' shit
Roof! Roof! Roof! Roof! Roof!


Prompt: Doggy Style

Response:
Foamin' at the mouth and waggin' his tail
Searchin through the yard with a keen sense of smell
Lookin' for the bitches in heat
And when he find it he'll be sniffin her seat
We travel in packs and we do it from the back
How else can you get to the booty?
We do it doggystyle
All the while we do it doggystyle
Yo motherfuckin' hoe!
He fucked the fleas off the bitch, he shaked the ticks off his dick
And in the booty, he buries his motherfuckin' bone
And if there's any left over, he'll roll over and take a doggy bag home
Damn, that Tanqueray is talkin' to a nigga
I ain't bullshittin', one of y'all niggas gotta get it
Man, I got to piss
Breath test?


Prompt: Considering the various reactions and conflicts that can arise within the hip-hop community when an artist takes a different approach, discuss the impact of individuality and creativity in the genre.

Response:
Why is there suddenly a nigga trippin' when I do it?
Why do everybody else gon' have a war, have beef
Within the music, talkin' about differences and it's ok
It's music it's hip-hop it's groundbreaking
When I do it, it's war


Prompt: Imagine collaborating with Snoop Dogg on a song that discusses toning down the gangsta image while still maintaining authenticity and paying homage to previous contributors.

Response:
Yo Doc, what up my nigga?
Snoop Dogg, this is what it is mane
This record is so motherfuckin' gangsta man
I think it's time for me and you to just, tone it down a bit
Come on


Prompt: Create a song that encourages listeners to use their imaginations and explore the limitless possibilities that exist in the world.

Response:
Imagine, imagine
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, ow
Can you imagine? Uh
Can you imagine? Hm, ah
Can you imagine?
Imagine, imagine, yeah, ooh


Prompt: Demonstrate unity and respect for different religious beliefs while emphasizing the importance of faith and communication with a higher power during difficult times.

Response:
"In the name of Allah, in the name of God
The beneficent, the merciful
The one God to whom all praise is due
Regardless of land, labor, or title
No matter what name you call God by
Whenever life seems hard
Everybody know that you must talk to God"


Prompt: Gangsta rap lyrics in the style of Snoop Dogg, focusing on the G Funk family and their lifestyle, emphasizing the importance of loyalty and strength in the face of adversity, while also referencing the violence that may arise from such circumstances.

Response:
Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump Pump
Pump Pump
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Let the motion of your body be the key 'cause we
Be the motherfuckin G Funk family
Now, I'll play the G in this deadly game
Snoop Dogg is the name, Dogg Pound's the gang
If it ain't one thing, it's a motherfuckin' 'nother
Word to my granny and my daddy and my mother
Whether standin on the corner or bouncin in the six-deuce
When I was locked up, I couldn't wait to get loose
'Cause back in the days, on the side where it's at
A nigga had to have a fat stack
And I was a fool, don't make me have to grab my strap and go
Rat-tat-tat-tat, nigga slap to a motherfucker face he fall
Can't none of y'all niggas see the Doggy Dogg
'Cause I'm one rude bwoy comin with the wickedness
So shut the fuck up, and listen while I'm kickin this


Prompt: Write a song lyrics about a close friendship and loyalty, with a focus on the sounds of gunshots from a character named "Doggy Dogg.

Response:
Blam blam, blam to dem all
Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg (pump pump)
Blam blam, blam to dem all
Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg (pump pump)
Di da, di di di da di da, di-di di da, di di di da di da (Blam!)
Di da, di di di da di da, di-di di da (Blam!) ba-da-bam! Ba-ba-ba-bam!


Prompt: A confident and skilled rapper describes their prowess in battle and how they handle themselves in a variety of situations, while warning others not to underestimate their abilities.

Response:
Now just back up, don't act up, I pack up much heat
Any battle I'm in, I win, I can't be beat
Don't sleep while I creep peep out my technique
I forgot, I'm out of sight so you can't see the
MC of the year, you hear and you fear
I got somethin for them niggas in the front and the rear
I handle the sides, did a driveby in the who-ride
I'm satisfied now everything is really alright
You know when I come nigga I come wicked
Don't need no permission, motherfucker I'ma kick it
Niggas sweat my shit I wet 'em up with the biscuit
Lick 'em up shot, it don't stop, till dem all drop
Make up your mind, go pop or slang rocks
Just stop, ridin' on the next nigga's jock
I'm strapped with my Glock on your block
And ready to let loose on the first imitator that I spot


Prompt: A song about a close friendship between two people who enjoy firing guns together

Response:
Blam blam, blam to dem all
Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg (pump pump)


Prompt: Create a playful, upbeat song that tells the story of a performer calming down after a show.

Response:
Di da, di di di da di da, di-di di da, di di di da di da da
Da di di da, da da da di di da da
Da di di da, da da da di di da-
Da di di da, da da da di di da da
Da di di da, da da da di di da da
Ba-da-bam! Calm down, the shows over...


Prompt: Write a song about someone who has been away for a while but is now returning with a newfound determination and an improved attitude, urging others to raise their game as well.

Response:
Yeah man what's going on man it's really really pimpin' up in here man
I know you ain't seen pimpin' in a long time man, I've been MIA
You know what I'm sayin' missin' in action
I ain't been on no milk carton box
But I've been milking and boxing these bitches
Cause they got to step they game up, you know what I mean?


Prompt: Create a song that encourages people to elevate their skills and actions in various aspects of life, emphasizing the importance of self-improvement and not being afraid to take risks or step outside their comfort zone.

Response:
What you lookin' at? (step yo game up!)
What you waitin' for? (step yo game up!)
Go on, come on in the door (step yo game up!)
Drop it to the floor and just (step yo game up!)
You a kid (step yo game up!)
You drink gin (step yo game up!)
Is that your friend? (step yo game up!)
Tell a nigga you with you finna (step yo game up!)


Prompt: A song about a deeply devoted individual attending church services, where the pastor delivers powerful sermons, and the atmosphere is filled with a sense of spiritual connection and community.

Response:
Chuuuch, Preach, Tabernacle
Chuuuch, Preach, Tabernacle
Chuuuch, Preach, Tabernacle
Chuuuch, Preach, Tabernacle
Chuuuch, Preach, Tabernacle
Chuuuch, Preach, Tabernacle
Chuuuch, Preach, Tabernacle
Chuuuch, Preach, Tabernacle


Prompt: Rap lyrics encouraging someone to step up their game in various aspects of life, emphasizing confidence and taking control of their actions.

Response:
What you lookin' at? (step yo game up!)
What you waitin' for? (step yo game up!)
Go on, come on in the door (step yo game up!)
Drop it to the floor and just (step yo game up!)
You a kid (step yo game up!)
You drink gin (step yo game up!)
Is that your friend? (step yo game up!)
Tell a nigga you with you finna (step yo game up!)


Prompt: A rapper, DJ E-Z Dick, is excited to release another hit song, inspired by the trends and conversations happening in the streets. He teams up with his close friend Mr. Doggy Dogg for a live performance, aiming to engage and entertain their audience with the song's unique energy and catchy lyrics.

Response:
W-Balls, it's your main man DJ E-Z Dick
About to unleash another one of those platnum plus hits
And the word is on the streets, and the word is the streets
We gon go to a live remote, licking wit my main man Mr Doggy Dogg


Prompt: Write a song about celebrating loyalty and camaraderie among friends, while addressing disrespectful behavior towards women.

Response:
Yeah, what's happening?
This one is dedicated to my niggas
All my niggas out there, G's up, hoes down


Prompt: Write a song about a suave undercover agent named Snoop Doggy Dogg, who goes on a mission to find his DJ Warren G while wearing a khaki suit, wielding a gun, and seeking cognac and love at a picturesque lake where doves gather.

Response:
Ladies and gents, playas and pimps listen
Snoop Doggy Dogg on the mic, pay attention
One, two, oh what shall I do?
I'm slipping on my khaki suit (Which one?)
The blue one, gun by my side as I mob to the beach
On a mission and I'm fishing for my DJ Warren G
Now as I look for the bud sack
And see where my loves at on the lake where the doves at
Cognac is the drink that's drank by G's
Sagging like a mothafucka, khakis to they knees
Bitch please, you know how we do the undercover
I'm Snoop Doggy Dogg, not your average motherfucka, see


Prompt: A rapper is teaching his listeners about the "G thang" and describing the seductive nature of his music.

Response:
Some of you don't know about the G thang, baby
It's the smooth gangsta shit that be driving ya crazy
Now as ya groove to the beat and ya move to the sound
I'mma hit ya up with the Pound, G's up, hoes down


Prompt: Write a song about a group of friends who consider themselves "real G's" and celebrate their fly and high lifestyle.

Response:
Will all the real G's, please stand up
And let all be accounted for
And if you don't give a fuck about a bitch
Then you're rolling with the Row
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Back with the one, two, three, and to the fo'
It's the S-N, O and to the O, P
(Why am I so fly?) I don't know, but
(Why am I so high?) It's the Indo


Prompt: Describe the attitude and lifestyle of someone who rejects supernatural influences and prefers to embrace the realness and power of The Chronic (a reference to Dr. Dre's famous album).

Response:
I don't fuck with the pocus, everbody knows this
Fucking with The Chronic cause The Chronic gives me dopeness
Now focus your eyes on these, follow me
As I take ya rolling with the real OG's
East Side is the motherfuckin' place, known as home
Doggy Dogg with my bone in my hand, twenty grand and


Prompt: Imagine a song where the artist is introducing a unique genre of music called "G thang" and its influence on people's lives. The lyrics should contain references to the smooth, gangsta vibe of the music and the impact it has on the listeners, while also mentioning a famous phrase from the song "G's up, hoes down.

Response:
Some of you don't know about the G thang, baby
It's the smooth gangsta shit that be driving ya crazy
Now as ya groove to the G-funk and ya move to the sound
I'mma hit ya up with the Pound, G's up, hoes down


Prompt: A song where the artist addresses their peers and wants them to show their loyalty and authenticity. The song also emphasizes that the artist doesn't care about certain drama, only focused on their friends, money, and staying true to themselves.

Response:
Will all the real G's, please stand up
And let all be accounted for
And if you don't give a fuck about a bitch
Then you're rolling with the Row
Hell yeah, you know what I'm saying?
This is stricly for the G's, you know I'm saying? Fuck that, bitch
Niggas always handcuffing that ho
When a nigga like me steps in the place
I don't want that ho, I don't love that ho
I'm caught up with my greens
Collard greens, Indo and the cash flow
You know what I'm saying? Peace, G's up, hoes down


Prompt: The singer, feeling the excitement from their recent encounter, seeks to relive the exhilarating experience and is inviting the other person to join them. The repetition of the phrases creates a sense of urgency and enthusiasm, highlighting the intensity of the emotions shared.

Response:
Can I get more thrills?
You know you want some more girl, so come on, yeah
Can I get more thrills?
You know you want some more girl, so come on
Let's get blooooooown!
Let's get blooooooown!


Prompt: A guy is trying to decide which woman to approach or pursue, but he's having a hard time deciding because they all seem so attractive to him.

Response:
I'm just looking, mm-mm-mm
Looking at the ladies
All of them fly
I don't know which one I want, dawg
I can't make up my mind, girl


Prompt: Write a song about a carefree night out at the club, dancing and enjoying each other's company, with the desire to get closer and create special moments together.

Response:
So won't you make it easy on me?
And take this drink, then hit this weed
Two step wit me, let's slip to the dance floor
On and on and on and on we go
I'll dip you if you want me to
You see I really wanna get a little front with you
Biggidy bump with you
A nigga wanna hump you, and then just comfort you
And then I'll pop the top
And lay you on the cot, and get you nice and hot
Yeah yeah, it's all to the real
We could do it like Guy, come on girl, let's chill
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Can I get more thrills?
You know you want some more girl, so come on, yeah
Can I get more thrills?
You know you want some more girl, so come on
Let's get blooooooown!
Let's get blooooooown!


Prompt: A man playfully expresses his attraction to a woman, singing about how she's been on his mind and how she makes him want to pursue her.

Response:
Come here baby, lemme holla at you real quick
I've been looking at you, from the corner of my eyes
Checking out your hips, lips, tips and your thighs
I've been wanting to do you, for a mighty long time
You make a pimp wanna sing "I-I-I"


Prompt: In a song, a rapper is expressing their dedication and loyalty to a special someone, while also mentioning famous collaborators and alluding to a secret rendezvous.

Response:
We'll head to the hills, your dreams I'll fulfill
We could do it how you want cause I'm oh so real
Tell me you, naw I won't squeal
You wit Da Big Boss Dogg so seal the deal
Pharrell got the Babyface
And Dogg got the Whip Appeal, so name the place
This love I bring to you, on the real baby girl
Won't you do me a favor and sing for Snoop?


Prompt: A fun, flirtatious song about the excitement and temptation of taking risks and pursuing thrilling experiences, especially when it involves a romantic interest who wants to experience the thrill together.

Response:
Can I get more thrills?
You know you want some more girl, so come on, yeah
Can I get more thrills?
You know you want some more girl, so come on
Let's get blooooooown!
Let's get blooooooown!
Damn, you know you want it (if I got it, I'ma give it to you)
So come and get it (if I got it, I'ma give it to you)
If I got it (If I got it, I'ma give it to you)
Then you can get it (ya know)
Hey! Ohh
Can I get more thrills? Can I get more thrills


Prompt: A song describing the anticipation and enjoyment of a sensual experience, with a focus on taking things slow and savoring every moment.

Response:
I'm gonna take my time
She gon' get hers before I
I'm gonna take it slow
I'm not gonna rush the stroke


Prompt: Imagine a song that encourages two people to experience a passionate, sensual connection, emphasizing the shared pleasure of seduction.

Response:
So she can get a sensual seduction
So I can get a sensual seduction
So we can get a sensual seduction
Sensual seduction, woah, woah


Prompt: Imagine two people who only engage in one specific activity together and think about each other while doing it.

Response:
She might be with him but she's thinking 'bout me, me, me
We don't go to the mall, we don't go out to eat, eat, eat
All that we ever do is play in the sheets, sheets, sheets
Smoke us a cigarette, then go back to sleep, sleep, sleep
'Cause we done got a


Prompt: A night full of allure and passion.

Response:
Sensual seduction
Sensual seduction, woah, woah
Sensual seduction
Sensual seduction, woah


Prompt: Song about enjoying a good relationship with a partner, taking things slow, and finding happiness in simple activities together.

Response:
I'm gonna take my time
She gon' get hers before I
I'm gonna take it slow
I'm not gonna rush the stroke
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If ya don't know by now, Doggy Dogg is a freak, freak, freak
I keep a bad bitch with me, seven days out the week, week, week
And all that we ever do is play in the sheets, sheets, sheets
Then smoke us a cigarette, and go back to sleep, sleep, sleep
'Cause we done got a


Prompt: Imagine a song that emphasizes the power of seduction through its lyrics and rhythm, with a focus on sensuality and desire.

Response:
Sensual seduction
Sensual seduction, woah, woah
Sensual seduction
Sensual seduction, woah


Prompt: A man in a club sees a beautiful woman and becomes intrigued, eventually approaching her and seducing her with his charm and flirtation. They return to his place, where their intimate connection leads to a sensual and fulfilling experience for both parties involved.

Response:
I was all in da club, havin' a drink, blowin' on a sweet
When I peeped this little freak out
I was all in the bar, wind drift up, Shawty Redd came on
Then she hit the floor, now
With a see through dress, long hair, light brown eyes
Lookin' like Miss Bo Peep
And a playa know if I take her home, with them real big hips
You so right I'm gon' beat
So I approached the chick with the real pretty face
Nice curves on her with a little bitty waist
I whispered in her ear, "Lil' mama, what you drink?
I know that you're a freak but you know that I ain't gon' say shh"
See my game is outrageous
I got her to the crib and exchanged some love faces
But it was no need for me to rush to bust one
'Cause I wanted her to have an eruption
Sensual seduction
Sensual seduction, woah
Sensual seduction
Sensual seduction, woah, woah


Prompt: A song encouraging West Coast gang members to unite and prove their loyalty, calling all real Crips and Bloods to join them in this real gangsta guerrilla movement.

Response:
West Coast, it's time to stand up nigga
We gon' unite 'round this motherfucker one time
I'm callin' every real Crip nigga
And every real B-Dogg, to the table right now
Yeah, we gon' push a real line right now
See if y'all with this real gangsta guerrilla shit


Prompt: A rapper shares a humorous anecdote about getting stuck in Long Beach, California, with no gas in his car, surrounded by a mix of people from different gang affiliations. He manages to get assistance from Snoop Dogg in a Pittsburgh Steelers-themed vehicle, and they proceed to find common ground among the Bloods and Crips, comparing themselves to Michael Jordan's Chicago Bulls basketball team and discussing their gang-related preferences. The moral of the story is to support the Westside if you're not a Crip or a Blood.

Response:
I ran outta gas in Long Beach, I'm stuck
Ain't no Bloods and all I see is blue Chuck's
Hopped out the '6-trey, nowhere to go
Til' Snoop pulled up in that Pittsburgh Steeler '6-4
We just dippin', one Bloodin' one Crippin'
I'm on that Bulls shit, throwback Scott' Pippen
Moral is, my bandana hangin' from the left side
So if you ain't a Crip or a Blood, just throw up Westside


Prompt: Two friends, one on Bloods, the other on Crips, decide to go on a dangerous adventure together through the streets of Los Angeles, starting from the Eastside LBC and ending at the Thunderdome.

Response:
(What up Blood?) Yeah cuz, we just tippin'
Me and Game doin' thangs, switchin' lanes, Hurricanes on my feet
Stop, and C-Walk to the beat
Game, take the wheel and turn on 21st Street
Eastside LBC, gun in my hand
It's the turf by the surf but we don't play in the sand
We just - slip and slide out, we rip and ride out
Let it C known, nigga welcome to the Thunderdome
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
Su-whoop, su-whoop, su-whoop, su-whoop
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
Su-whoop, su-whoop, su-whoop, su-whoop
Su-whoop, su-whoop, su-whoop, su-whoop


Prompt: Imagine a radio station with an unforgettable name, W Balls, known for playing only the best hits and featuring a wild cast of characters. The station is home to a notorious duo called the Dogg Pound and the infamous DJ Saul T. Nuts. Tonight, they're set to premiere a new song called "Tha Shiznit" by a superstar named Snoop Doggy Dogg. The station also offers a Jackoff Hour hosted by a character named EZ Dicc. The entire experience revolves around the catchy slogan, "You

Response:
(Radio Static)
That was the Dogg Pound here right on W Balls
187.4 on your FM dial
You're tuned in to the biggest balls of them all: DJ Saul T. Nuts
Aye, don't forget about my homeboy EZ Dicc and the Jackoff Hour
That's happening at twelve o'clock tonight
Right now we got some new Snoop Doggy Dogg for that ass
This one is called "Tha Shiznit"
You're about to go downtown bitch
Right here on the station that plays only platinum hits
That's 187.4 on your FM dial
If you're licking, that's W Balls
(Radio Static)
Everybody's got to hear the shit, on W Balls, W Balls, W BallsYou might also like


Prompt: Celebrate a friend's success and continue a playful banter while referencing a popular catchphrase and slang term.

Response:
Shit ya did it again my nigga
For shizzle dizzle


Prompt: A rap artist is bragging about their fame and success, emphasizing their local roots and international recognition, as well as playfully referencing their name.

Response:
F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P
We internationally known and locally respected
Now I know you done heard about me
F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P
We internationally known and locally respected
Now I know you done heard about me
I'm a P-I-M-P


Prompt: Write a lyric about a confident, strong woman who drives a Cadillac, wears a perm, and is a G (short for gangsta or boss).

Response:
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm cause I'm a G
And I'm a motherfuckin' C-R-I-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a crumb up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm and I'm a G
And I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P


Prompt: Write a rap verse showcasing the artist's unique skills, popularity, and local recognition, while emphasizing their status as a PIMP.

Response:
Yo that shit is crazy Whoo Kid
Rewind that, play that back
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F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P
We internationally known and locally respected
Now I know you done heard about me
F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P
We internationally known and locally respected
Now I know you done heard about me
I'm a P-I-M-P


Prompt: Write lyrics for a rap song where the artist is defending their reputation and lifestyle, emphasizing their cool and unique style.

Response:
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm cause I'm a G
And I'm a motherfuckin' C-R-I-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a crumb up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm and I'm a G
And I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P


Prompt: Imagine a song featuring Fifty, Big Snoop Dogg, and other famous hip-hop artists at a church service where they perform a pimp-themed song, while also incorporating elements of pimp culture, slang, and humor.

Response:
It's goin' down now with Fifty and Big Snoop Dogg
And the archbishop, Don 'Magic' Juan
Ridin' shotgun with WhooKid
The straight up pimp is crack-a-lackin'
It's pimps up, you know it's hoes down
It's green for the money, gold for the honey
We off and we runnin'
With Fifty and Snoop Dogg and the mackelineum
Keepin' it down playa
Pimps up, you know the rest
Church


Prompt: Create a song that critiques materialistic and superficial relationships while emphasizing the importance of genuine connections.

Response:
Can we get a motherfuckin moment of silence
For this small chronic break?
A-hah, yeah, niggas be brown-nosing these hoes and shit
Takin' bitches out to eat, and spendin' money on these hoes, YouknowhatI'msayin?
I treat a bitch like 7-Up, I never have, I never will
I tell a bitch like this
"Bitch, you without me is like Harold Melvin without the Bluenotes;
You'll never go platinum"
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Prompt: Write a song about taking things slow in a relationship, valuing patience, and ensuring both partners are satisfied in the process.

Response:
I'm gonna take my time
She gon' get hers before I
I'm gonna take it slow
I'm not gon' rush the stroke


Prompt: Write a song about the mutual satisfaction and pleasure experienced during a romantic encounter.

Response:
So she can get a sexual eruption
So I can get a sexual eruption
So we can get a sexual eruption
Sexual eruption, whoa, whoa


Prompt: She's seeing someone else, but she always has me on her mind. We never leave the bedroom, but there's a connection that can't be denied. We spend our nights smoking and cuddling, then drifting off into a blissful slumber.

Response:
She might be with him, but she's thinking 'bout me, me, me
We don't go to the mall, we don't go out to eat, eat, eat
All that we ever do is play in the sheets, sheets, sheets
Smoke us a cigarette, then go back to sleep, sleep, sleep
'Cause we done got a


Prompt: Write a song about a man who is patient with his partner, not rushing their relationship, and enjoying their time together, while also emphasizing their unique qualities and shared experiences.

Response:
I'm gonna take my time
She gon' get hers before I
I'm gonna take it slow
I'm not gon' rush the stroke
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If you don't know by now, Doggy Dogg is a freak, freak, freak
I keep a bad bitch with me seven days out the week, week, week
And all that we ever do is play in the sheets, sheets, sheets
Then smoke us a cigarette, then go back to sleep, sleep, sleep
'Cause we done got a


Prompt: In a nightclub, the narrator notices an attractive woman, and they share a flirtatious interaction. He takes her home, hoping for a passionate encounter.

Response:
I was all in the club, sippin' some Hen, smokin' on a blunt of 'dro
When I peeped this lil' ho out
I was all in the bar, when, drift up, Shawty Redd came on,
Then she hit the floor now
With a see-through dress, long hair, light-brown eyes
Lookin' like Ms. Bo Peep
And a nigga know if I take her home, with them wide-ass hips
You damn right, I'm gon' beep
So I approached the chick with the real pretty face
Big-ass booty with a little-bitty waist
I whispered in her ear, "Lil' mama, what you drink?
I know that you a freak, but you know I ain't gon' say shit"
See, my game is outrageous
I got her to the crib and exchanged some fuck-faces
But it wasn't no use for me to rush to bust one
'Cause I wanted her to have a eruption
Sexual eruption (A sexual eruption... yeah)
Sexual eruption, whoa (Orgasms)
Sexual eruption
Sexual eruption, whoa, whoa


Prompt: Write a song about a dedicated, loyal companion who will always be there for their owner, no matter what they ask or need.

Response:
Baby, I come running
Baby, I come running
Just keep me coming (Keep me coming)
And I come running (Running)
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running
Baby, I come running
Baby, I come running
Just keep me coming (Keep me coming)
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog (I'm your dog)
Baby I'm your dog (Oh, oh, oh)
So whenever you call (Whenever you call)
I come running (Baby, baby, baby)


Prompt: Write a song that captures the excitement of a new, passionate relationship where the lover becomes a dog and is always eager to please and be with their partner.

Response:
He ain't listenin'
So you can talk to me, don't listen to him (No)
A body like that ain't hard to feed
'Cause girl, I'll eat you up
All in a couple of seconds
Girl, I'll eat you up (Eat you up)
It's when you realize you're in Heaven
Like how'd you get there?
Baby, what you doin' in this chair? (Ugh)
Couldn't let you sit there
You need help, somebody should get there
You see, girl, time is like money
Both of which men love
Spend them both with me
And then for sure, you'll know
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Baby, I come running
Baby, I come running
Just keep me coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running
Baby, I come running
Baby, I come running
Just keep me coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running


Prompt: A couple is enjoying a bath together and discuss their preferences for music and handling an unexpected doorbell.

Response:
(Water Trickling)
Uh, that felt good
Does it baby?
Yeah, rub my back for me
Where do you want me to rub it baby?
Right here
Okay
Oh
Turn around
Aight, check it out though
Why don't you put me on some music?
What you wanna hear baby?
Put me on some of that old gangsta shit
Aight then
(Door Bell, Needle Scratch, "Give Me Your Love" Plays)
Damn, the fuck is that?
Every time I'm chilling someone ringing my motherfucking doorbell
You want me to get that for you?
Yeah, handle that shit for me
Aight, I'll be right back


Prompt: Imagine that you're in a high-stakes situation where you need to focus and perform at your best. What's the most intense, fiery, and determined thing you can say to yourself to kickstart your energy and motivation?

Response:
(Smoke inhale)
It's time to get busy in this motherfucker
Like we always do about this time


Prompt: Imagine a rapper reflecting on their life, discussing their fame and success, and addressing their responsibilities as a parent and partner. They also consider their relationships with friends and fans, and ponder the importance of their impact on the world.

Response:
Snoopy
Is what they say as if they knew me
Groupies, on my head like a cufi
My nigga Kid Cudi, that's my little buddy
Call some hoes up, and get some cutty cutty
What's your life like? Mine's is kinda tight
A long way from hustlin', that china white
My people love me, the fans love me, I'm all go
If you ain't showin' love, then what you call for?
I don't need it in my life, my kids pay the price
So alike and in need of my wife
Smoke 'til I'm gone, Dogg on the throne
I'm world-wide known, I'm a boss in the zone
I get it how I get it 'cause I can, I earn my spot
You see the plan, I'm just fuckin' with my fans
I turned out to be the better man, important to life
You understand while I'm puffin' on this gram


Prompt: Write a song that addresses the idea that success doesn't define a person and the importance of staying true to one's roots and family.

Response:
Everything I'm havin', no there ain't necessity
Though I'm shining, keep on grindin'
What you see ain't all of me
Though I keep them ho's, don't love them ho's
The code in which y'all roll
It's so simple what I need
You know I keep my fam and I can't forget that tree
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Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
I can't forget that tree
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
I can't forget that tree
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
I can't forget that tree
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
Nah nah, nah nah nah
(Nah nah nah, nah nah nah)


Prompt: Write a song about a memorable experience tied to a tree.

Response:
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
I can't forget that tree
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
I can't forget that tree
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
I can't forget that tree
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
Nah nah, nah nah nah
(Nah nah nah, nah nah nah)


Prompt: Describe a nostalgic memory involving a tree that has a significant meaning in your life.

Response:
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
I can't forget that tree
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
I can't forget that tree
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
I can't forget that tree
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
Nah nah, nah nah nah


Prompt: Snoop Dogg and Kid Cudi collaborating for a night of smoking Laker purp and enjoying each other's company.

Response:
Snoop Dogg in the house tonight blowing that Laker purp that I know you like, right?
Kid Cudi, my nephew, blaze that shit right now would you, would you, right?
Snoop Dogg in the house tonight blazing that Laker purp that I know you like, right?
Kid Cudi, my nephew, blaze that shit right now my nigga, right?


Prompt: The 17 Contributors are gathered in the studio, brainstorming ideas for a song that will showcase their unique styles and impress listeners. They decide to create a track that samples some of their favorite beats, while also incorporating catchy melodies and lyrics that appeal to a wide audience. They want the song to be about a special connection between the artist and the fans, and to give a nod to their hip-hop influences.

Response:
Radio Killa, Big Snoop D-O-dub
The-American-Dream...
Aiyyo nephew, why don't come up off them keys
And sing a 'lil somethin for the ladies
Yanuhtalkinbot? Let 'em know how we feelin right now


Prompt: Write a song about the excitement and allure of a charming yet dangerous individual who captivates a person's attention.

Response:
Every time I come around, shawty love me down
Run up on me like click-clack, the gun out like take that
She make it do what it do
When we doing what we doing in the back of the 'Llac
I'm like come up off of that
And every night her body get stacked
I got that gangsta, gang-gangsta
That gangsta, gang-gangsta
That gangsta, gang-gangsta
That gangsta luv


Prompt: A song about the excitement of having a reliable weed supplier, the joy of smoking big joints, and the challenge of doing "kush ups," which is a slang term for doing push-ups while high. The lyrics describe the lifestyle and activities of someone who loves smoking and the fun they have while doing so.

Response:
My weed man got the hook up
Rolling up another pound every time you look up
Big ass joints, them ones that leave you shook up
So much weight that now I'm doing kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Looking for me, I was at the crib doing kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Looking for me, I was at the crib doing
Don't stop!


Prompt: Create a song introduction that features a popular West Coast rapper, emphasizing their uniqueness and using repetitive phrases to highlight their iconic name.

Response:
Aw yeah, coming to you live and direct from the LBC
We have the one and only, Snoop D-O double G
Yeah, yeah, drop it
(*scratching*)
It's the one and only D-O double G
Big Snoop Dogg, it's the one and only
The one and only, D-O double-double-double G


Prompt: Reflect on your rise to fame as a local artist, and how the world now recognizes your talent and success.

Response:
Local boy made good over night shit
Not only am I getting righteous but wise see
I paid the price, with consecutive platinum hits
I up my status, ain't no more Calvin Broadus
World on my shoulder, but I can handle it
Now that I'm older, I'm sharper and colder
Can you remember when I slid in Deep Cover
And made niggas in the Beach love eachother
A street hustler, but I'm all set for the come up
Best kept secret so I'm want up
I've been acquitted up for 1-8-7
Yes I'm blessed thank God in Heaven
Now all I need is a push in the right direction
Weed and a mic now I'm writing checks
And now the game ain't stopping
And can't nobody say my name ain't popping
Started off young as a little-bitty buck
Now I'm ready for the world, and I got to give it up


Prompt: Despite the challenges and haters, I have achieved success and now focus on providing for my family and embracing my role as a provider and leader.

Response:
You in the presence of a motherfucking millionaire
Stop, look, listen, feel, yeah I ain't tripping on shit
I worked hard as a motherfucker
Fuck Cuzz, and him too cause all y'all suckas
Now with the savvy of a business man
I gave, new niggas a chance, to see what they was saying
And kept a spot on hot, West Coast on lock
Big Dizzel knocking down your block
Never looking back uh uh, a steady process
And leaving that way, cause see I'm blessed
It's like I'm happy now, cause I'm a family man
I fell in love with my kids and my wife again
And these here are the files of a classic
It's my throne till I choose to pass it
Worldwide and the sun shine so bright
That's why I wear my L-O-C's at night nigga


Prompt: Imagine a substitute teacher in a classroom full of enthusiastic students, each sharing their aspirations for the future.

Response:
Good Morning boys and girls, I'm your substitute teacher
My name is Mr. Buckwort
The topic fo' today is, what you would like to be when you grow up
You, over there in the jean shirt
What you wanna be when you grow up?
"I wanna be a police officer"
Alright, that's a pretty good profession
You over there in that black shirt
What you wanna be when you grow up?
"I would like to be a fire man"
Alright, that's a pretty good profession too
Hey, you in the back with those French braids, what's yo name?
"My name is Snoop"
Hi, Snoop, what you wanna be when you grow up?
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Prompt: A group of 10 young men from the Eastside are involved in a potentially dangerous situation.

Response:
Ten little Crip niggas runnin' outside
All from the turf and they bangin' out lives
Far from a scrub cuzz from the Eastside
Where they don't die they just multiply
So.. don't give them niggas a reason
To turn it into spray season
Don't give them niggas a reason
Because they'll turn it into Crip season


Prompt: A song that describes the challenges and realities of living in a tough urban environment, specifically focusing on the Eastside and the culture surrounding it.

Response:
It's a whole lot of fillin when you on the Eastside
On the Eastside, nigga we ride
And it's a whole lot of dealin when you on the Eastside
On the Eastside, nigga we ride
And it's a whole lot of stealin when you on the Eastside
On the Eastside, nigga we ride
And it's a whole lot of killin when you on the Eastside
Eastside, yeah nigga we ride


Prompt: A group of young men from the Eastside are involved in dangerous activities and life in their neighborhood is chaotic, with violence being a normal part of life. The song's lyrics suggest that tensions and confrontations could easily escalate into gunfire, especially if there is provocation. The speaker in the song is aware of the constant threat of violence and is on high alert at all times, even while walking the streets.

Response:
Ten little Crip niggas runnin' outside
All from the turf and they bangin' out lives
Far from a scrub cuzz from the Eastside
Where they don't die they just multiply
So.. don't give them niggas a reason
To turn it into spray season
Don't give them niggas a reason
Because they'll turn it into Crip season
They say it's crazy out here, it ain't no more fun
I can't walk down the street without my gun, gun


Prompt: Imagine a song where Snoop Dogg encourages listeners to sing along with him, praising his unique style and the powerful thumping bass in his music. This song is meant to empower underachievers and non-believers, uplifting them with the catchy beat and Snoop's signature rap flow.

Response:
(Snoop talking)
Yeah! You know how we do
A lil' something for the non-believers
For the underachievers
Ya'll know what time it is
Big Snoop Dogg up in this motherfucka one time
I want ya'll to sing this shit wit me
It go like this, check it out
 2x
Snoop D.O. Double G, the way you rip so love-ely
It sound so visciously
When the thump in the trunk go, bump, bump, bump


Prompt: In a song, describe returning to the scene with a group of friends and expressing dominance in the neighborhood, while warning potential rivals.

Response:
Everybody put your hands to the motherfucking center
Baby girl go on an' pull ya weave back, D-O-G, oh yeah, he back
And I'm steppin' out the all-blue Lee-zac
Word on the streets, yeah nigga, I got the feedback
I don't trip off, I get the tip off
Befo' it rip off, yeah homie, I'm the Biz-oss
I got them finger-lickin' chickens wit the siz-auce
And one of my hoes known to cut ya dick off
Leave ya stuck in the land of the liz-ost
I'm back at the mayn-sion, cold as the friz-ost
Seventeen acres, dawg, what it kiz-ost
A whole lot to you, but a lil' nothing to me
That's what you get, for fuckin' wit me
Ain't that right, Sha Money from the D-P-C
G-Unit!
You know I'm down with them boys
I clown wit them boys
Don't fuck around wit them boys, cause they down wit the
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Prompt: The lyrics discuss a rapper's journey, longevity in the music industry, staying true to one's roots, and handling challenges while maintaining success.

Response:
STOP! Wait! Now let me give it to ya
This is the proper hip-hopper, it get into ya
I know you liking it, loving it, or you feelin' it
D.O. Double Gizzel, oh yeah, Cuh/Cuzz be killin' it
Who the only nigga that you can call on?
When ya favorite rapper fall off, the Big Dogg, fall on
10, 11, 12, or was it 13?
How many years a nigga been in the game, and I'm still so clean
I'm flippin' up the game and shit
I maintain my thang wit this
And I, never hesitate to bang a bitch
I'm having millions, and I'm still banging Crip
Um, um, wouldn't you believe it?
Even after achievin', gotta deal wit the heathens
But, as long as I'm breathing
I'mma keep walking like Jesus
My name is


Prompt: Imagine a conversation between two close friends, one who is about to release an album, and the other offering words of encouragement and excitement about supporting their friend's work.

Response:
"Whatchu gone do next, how you gone say it
When yo album come out dawg, I can't wait to play it
Tell the truth, my nigga, I love all ya work"
Well, from me to you loc, welcome to the Church
Mi casa, su casa
So, get ya drank on and smoke on nigga, go on an' boss up
You can holla at baby, it's ok to me
Damn, I love it when them motherfuckers say to me


Prompt: Create a song featuring Snoop Dogg, Sha Money, and DPG-Unit, addressing non-believers and underachievers.

Response:
(Snoop talking)
Yeah! Sha Money, representin' G-Unit, good lookin' my nigga
As usual, it's a DPG-Unit connection
You know how we do it
A lil' something for the non-believers
For the underachievers
*echoes*
Snoop D.O. Double GEmbed


Prompt: Imagine a group of friends trying to decide whether to go to a club together, with one friend trying to convince the others about the potential benefits of going, using the metaphor of "pros" growing on trees.

Response:
Meet me out, can you make it?
Please don’t make me lie to you, lady
I’m in it, I’m not in it
But poochie say there's women
At the club we finna go
Sip some drink and hit some dro
It’s okay if you don’t go
I’ll make sure to tell you 'bout these pros
It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many pros
It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many pros
It's like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many pros
It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many—


Prompt: The singer is experiencing an unusual situation where they are surrounded by unattractive individuals, and they are suddenly surprised to see a beautiful person in the mix. The singer is excited by this rare sight, and decides to approach the attractive person to interact with them.

Response:
I keep seeing all the ugly people, hold on
I can see all the pretty people, on
Not saying that I’ve never been wrong
But tonight I got me a hot, come on
Now let me talk to ya, girl


Prompt: A song about being a winner and the excitement of meeting someone at the club, with references to the abundance of 'pros' and the importance of honest communication.

Response:
For your own, for your information, baby
I’m that winner, you need to go and ask somebody
For your own, for your information, baby
I’m that winner, you need to go and ask somebody
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Meet me out, can you make it?
Please don’t make me lie to you, lady
I’m in it, I’m not in it
But poochie say there's women
At the club we finna go
Sip some drink and hit some dro
It’s okay if you don’t go
I’ll make sure to tell you 'bout these pros
It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many pros
It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many pros
It's like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many pros
It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many—


Prompt: Describe a wild and carefree night where everyone is partying until the sun comes up, and girls are dancing without a care, completely uninhibited.

Response:
We party to the break of dawn
Every girl just dance with nothin’ on
Where we at, they don’t see nothin’ wrong
Well you know we were outside on the lawn
Now let me talk to ya, girl


Prompt: Write a song about going to a club, meeting a mysterious person, and discussing the pros and cons of a situation while emphasizing the presence of multiple 'pros' in life.

Response:
For your own, for your information, baby
I’m that winner, you need to go and ask  somebody
For your own, for your information, baby
I’m that winner, you need to go and ask somebody
Meet me out, can you make it?
Please don’t make me lie to you, lady
I’m in it, I’m not in it
But poochie say there's women
At the club we finna go
Sip some drink and hit some dro
It’s okay if you don’t go
I’ll make sure to tell you 'bout these pros
It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many pros
It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many pros
It's like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many pros
It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many—


Prompt: A song that compares the effect of good music on a person to the effect of adult content, while also highlighting the sensuality and enjoyment in the listening experience.

Response:
When good music come on
It can get inside your head like porn
By yourself like what you grabbin’ on?
Then look down, it was so much fun
Now let me talk to ya, girl


Prompt: Imagine a conversation between a confident person and a curious individual about attending a club night, where the confident person reassures them about the pros of going to the club, while also playfully insinuating the abundance of pros available.

Response:
For your own, for your information, baby
I’m that winner, you need to go and ask  somebody
For your own, for your information, baby
I’m that winner, you need to go and ask somebody
Meet me out, can you make it?
Please don’t make me lie to you, lady
I’m in it, I’m not in it
But poochie say there's women
At the club we finna go
Sip some drink and hit some dro
It’s okay if you don’t go
I’ll make sure to tell you 'bout these pros
It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many pros
It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many pros
It's like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many pros
It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees
So many—


Prompt: A song about the excitement and anticipation of a countdown, featuring Snoop Dogg as a guest artist.

Response:
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Snoop Dogg
Here we go


Prompt: Write a song expressing the West Coast gangsta lifestyle, paying tribute to fellow rappers and reminding listeners that it's a dangerous game, but it's the life they live and embrace.

Response:
Nigga, understand, West Coast Son of Sam
Drumming wit' a hunnid bands
'Cause that ain't shit to a real Crip, cuz
You'll swallow every clip before a nigga slip, cuz
LBC, yeah, we gets love
213, rest in peace, Nate
It's real in the field, keep your cleats laced
Crack a bitch, hit the switch and make the back scrape down
Smoke a pound when I move around, yeah
The world is my lounge chair
Real sharks turn guppies, y'all drown here
When everyday to me is New Year's Eve, Swizzy the countdown (Snoop)


Prompt: Imagine a countdown to an epic performance by Snoop Dogg.

Response:
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Snoop Dogg


Prompt: Emphasizing personal growth and resilience while navigating the challenges of life and maintaining loyalty within a tight-knit community.

Response:
Now I'm back getting another bag
Clocking the grip, never gon' slip, I put the "R" in Crip
C's up, G's up, B's up, aw
He's up, we's up, East up
Get a real woman, don't trust these slu-
And when you're around the cops don't say three much
It gets cold for a winner in the winter
For a rich Crip shit can get, Big Dogg, pick of the litter
Stopped drinking cause my liver act up
But now I bring back the savage like a rental
Gold and black flannel, grip gripping on a handle
Selling weed, selling songs, got shows on four channels like
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10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, countdown, 1
Snoop Dogg


Prompt: Create a song that encourages listeners to embrace the present and let loose, while also paying homage to a famous rapper who was part of the Crips.

Response:
Go crazy in this mothafucka right now
Go crazy in this bitch, mothafuckin' now
Go crazy in this bitch, right, right now
Go crazy in this bitch, right, right (Snoop Dogg)
C-R-I-P, y'all ain't gon ever see a G like me again
So get a glimpse of a winner
A rich Crip, shit can get-a
Swizzy the countdown


Prompt: A song that counts down from 10 to 1 with a catchy rhythm, featuring Snoop Dogg's signature style.

Response:
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, countdown, 1
Snoop Dogg


Prompt: A rapper expressing frustration and dismissal towards gossip and negativity, while emphasizing the importance of staying focused and taking action.

Response:
Yeah fuck that, fuck what they talkin' bout nigga
Rack them motherfuckin' dominoes up nigga


Prompt: A song about someone getting brutally outperformed or criticized in a situation, and the impact it has on them.

Response:
That nigga up there gettin' his socks blown the fuck off
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Gettin' his ass chewed out


Prompt: A song with repetitive lyrics about providing something, which is described as 'drippin' like water.

Response:
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water


Prompt: A confident and cool individual expresses their fondness for their unique style, the impact they have on people, their loyalty towards their one and only, and how they manage to stand out among the haters.

Response:
I'm in the hood with the six-trey candy paint
Lil' somethin to chunk, make the hoes all faint
If you know when to beep, jump my baby rate
When I grip round her butt, I hold her steady
G-yeah.. she my one and only
Quick to keep back haters who don't know me
I... feel... good about candy (Candy!)
My gangstas understand me


Prompt: Describe a fictional character's carefree approach to life and the excitement of cruising around in a customized car, using exaggerated and metaphorical language.

Response:
"It's like candy, candy!" Get it how you want it
Whip it, twist it, pop your whip up on the corner
Voila, taadow, check out this bizarre
The D-A-T the N-I double G, the D-A-Z
Again it's up in the wind, feel the breeze for sheez
God damn! You already know who I am
Chrome on chrome, blue on blue, frost colors switches
Hit the gas, hit the brake, yea I really burn rubber
Dip, drop, drop, dip
Stop, dip, ghost ride the whip!
Yeah, nigga, shot caller
It's America's number one baller
Man I don't give a fuck, like, "Fuck it"
Hi, bye, slide in the bucket
Little momma all up on a nigga like a coat
I got the perfect thang that'll coat her throat (Candy!)


Prompt: In a song where the singer is trying to prove their abundance and readiness to provide something, what could be the subject of their repeated assertion?

Response:
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water


Prompt: Write a song about a child asking their mother about the Black Santa Claus and their desire for video games and toys as presents during the holiday season.

Response:
Is that the Black Santa Claus? (Ho ho ho ho)
I want a Super 'Intendo (Merry Christmas!), yeah
Sega Genesis (Mommy, mommy), yeah
Street Fighter 2 (Mommy, is that the Black Santa Claus?)
And a gang of toys (That is the Black Santa Claus!), uh
Mommy, mommy, mommy


Prompt: On the first day of Christmas, a friend gave me a surprise present, while the second day brought a unique gift, and by the third day, they revealed a hidden talent or secret.

Response:
Now on the first day of Christmas, my homeboy gave to me
A sack of the Krazy Glue and told me to smoke it up slowly
Now on the second day of Christmas, my homeboy gave to me
A fifth of Henn-dawg and told me to take my mind off that weed
Now by the third day of Christmas, my big homeboy gave to me
A whole lot of everything, and it wasn't nothin' but game to me


Prompt: The story of a child on Christmas Eve trying to uncover the truth behind a mysterious figure in a blue bandana who seems to be tampering with the presents under the tree, while struggling with the realization that their family's situation has worsened as the holiday approaches.

Response:
Christmas Eve, I believe '76 was the year
Girls and boys full off joy with the season cheer
Smell the sky, hella pies and cakes gettin' baked
To be ate after everything gone off your plate
But wait, not tonight it's straight beans and rice
On the table, are we able to proceed tonight?
I wonder what the morn bringin' so it's hard to doze off
Three 'o clock in my socks I crack the door soft
Hopin' when I open the door I'll see Santa
Now who the hell is this in this blue bandana?
Messin' with the boxes that's up under the tree
Look like Santa Claus done crossed into a woman to me
Now I'm comin' to see the whole picture gettin' clearer
How we have less as X-Mas get nearer
Mirror, mirror, please, it's seemed I've been deceived
And thank you, Saint Trick, for the gifts I received
So I creep back, and act like I ain't even peeped it
This'll be me and mom's private secret


Prompt: Santa Claus, a symbol of joy and generosity, is traditionally associated with Christmas celebrations, but what if he made a special appearance in an underprivileged urban neighborhood?

Response:
Santa Claus (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Is coming straight to the ghetto
Santa Claus (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Is coming straight to the ghetto


Prompt: In a joyful celebration, people express their well-wishes for the upcoming year to their loved ones in a heartfelt chorus.

Response:
We wish you a happy new year
We wish you a happy new year
We wish you a happy new year
We wish you a happy new year


Prompt: A song celebrating the joy and magic of Christmas in an urban neighborhood, emphasizing that even in difficult circumstances, Santa Claus visits everyone, regardless of their living conditions.

Response:
Santa Claus (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Is coming straight to the ghetto
Santa Claus (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Is coming straight to the ghetto


Prompt: A bitter ex-lover expresses their contempt for their former partner who has undergone a nose job and now wears a Jheri Curl, while also revealing their disdain for a particular accessory the ex-lover used to wear.

Response:
Motherfuckin' nosejob havin'-ass
Motherfuckin' Jheri Curl light, Ambi wearing motherfuckin' bitch


Prompt: Imagine a world where gangsta rap music was responsible for introducing violence and crime to previously peaceful communities, and the transformation of a once-idyllic neighborhood into a dangerous, crime-ridden area.

Response:
- Prior to gangsta rap music, the world was a peaceful place. And then all of that changed: violence, rape, murder, arson, theft, war. These are all things that came about as a result of gangsta rap music- But wasn't Compton dangerous before gangsta rap ?
- Wrong! Compton was a nature preserve for bunny rabbits. When gangsta rap came along, they tore down the country clubs and put up housing projects!
(Maestro!!!) Blame me!
You niggas know my pyroclastic flow
You niggas know my pyroclastic flow flow
You niggas know my pyroclastic flow
It's R-A-W, R-A-W


Prompt: A rap artist is describing their powerful, explosive presence and style, using the metaphor of a pyroclastic flow (a rapid moving, super-heated cloud of gas and volcanic matter) to emphasize their impact and strength.

Response:
You niggas know my pyroclastic flow
You niggas know my pyroclastic flow-flow
You niggas know my pyroclastic flow
It's R-A-W, R-A-W


Prompt: In response to the growing trend of non-gangsta rappers discussing and critiquing gangsta rap on mainstream media, the song's artist offers a cautionary message to those who may not fully understand the genre or its challenges.

Response:
Oh yeah, and another thing
For all y'all niggas that don't do gangsta rap
Don't get on TV talkin' about gangsta rap
‘Cause 9 times out of 10
You don't know the fuck you talkin' about
Talk about that bullshit rap you do
Stay the fuck out of mine


Prompt: A group of hip-hop artists collaborate on a track, combining their unique styles and expressing camaraderie, while emphasizing the importance of solidarity and trust with phrases like "word is bond.

Response:
Yeah, word is bond
Das EFX in this, you know what I'm sayin'?
Straight from the sewer, word is bond
Yeah, yah, ah, yeah
We doing this with my nigga
Where my nigga Ice Cube in the motherfucker?
Word is bond, yeah


Prompt: A rapper preparing to record their song, ensuring that the microphone is functioning properly before beginning.

Response:
Mic-mic-microphone check (One, two! Check it!)
Mic-mic-microphone check (One, two! Check it!)


Prompt: A rapper confronts those who underestimate his skills and threaten him, addressing their weak attempts to show off and using humor and exaggeration to emphasize the consequences of stepping to the rapper.

Response:
Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played
'Cause they bitchmade, pulling out a switchblade
That's kinda trifle 'cause that's a knife, ho
AK-47, Assault Rifle
Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow!
I got a new style... (Watch out now!)
I hate motherfuckers claiming that they folding bank
But steady talking shit in the holding tank
First, you wanna step to me?
Now your ass screaming for the deputy
They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row
Now they runnin' up in you slow
You're gone, used to be the Don Juan (Check that shit out!)
Now your name is just Twan
Switchin', snappin', rollin' your eyes and neck
You better run a check
So chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
Come on and check yo' self before you wrickity-wreck yo' self
So chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
'Cause big dicks up yo' ass is bad for ya health


Prompt: The artist prepares to perform a song, ensuring that the microphone is properly adjusted and functioning before starting the show.

Response:
Mic-mic-microphone check (One, two! Check it!)
Mic-mic-microphone check (One, two! Check it!)


Prompt: Imagine a scene where a confrontation between two characters takes place, one of them being a promiscuous woman with a rough reputation, known as "Lips & Lungs". The other character warns her to watch out for the consequences of her actions, using a combination of threats and sarcasm. The lyrics are a reflection of the situation, with references to violence, sex, and the impact of her behavior on others.

Response:
If you're foul, you better run a make on that license plate
You coulda had a V8
Instead of a tre-eight slug to the cranium (Pow!)
I got six and I'm aimin' 'em
Will I shoot or keep you guessing?
'Cause fuck you and that shit you're stressing
Bitch, get off the wood, you're no good
There goes the neighborhood hooker (Slut!)
Go ahead and keep your drawers
Giving up the claps and who needs applause
At a time like this, pop the coochie and you dead
The bitch is a Miami Hurricane head
Sprung, niggas call her 'Lips & Lungs'
Nappy dugout, get the fuck out!
'Cause women like you gets no respect
Bitch, you better run a check
So chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
So chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self (Yeah)
Come on and check yo' self before you wrickity-wreck yo' self
'Cause bitches like you is bad for my health


Prompt: A rapper performing at a concert, constantly checking the mic before starting a verse, emphasizing the importance of a good sound system for their performance.

Response:
Mic-mic-microphone check (One, two! Check it!), come again, check it, yeah
Mic-mic-microphone check (One, two! Check it!), come again, check it, yo


Prompt: A cautionary rap lyrics about self-awareness and self-control, inspired by the classic "chickity-check" phrase, reminding people to think before they act to avoid making a bad situation worse.

Response:
Chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
You better chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self, boy
I said check yo' self before you wrickity-wreck yo' self (Check, check)


Prompt: Rapper excitedly preparing to perform, emphasizing the proper functioning of their microphone.

Response:
Mic-microphone check
Mic-microphone check (Check it, one, two!)
Mic-microphone check (One, two!)
Mic-microphone check (Check it, one, two, one, two!)
Mic-microphone check (One, two!)
Mic-microphone check (Check it, one, two!, one, two!)
Mic-microphone check (One, two)
Mic-microphone— (Check yo' self Cube, check yo' self Cube, check yo' self... )


Prompt: A rapper is expressing pride and representing their Westside neighborhood, emphasizing the unique experiences and culture that define their community.

Response:
Yeah, yeah
Fool, you know how we do it (Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh)
Westside
Comin' from the Westside
Nothin' but the Westside (Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh)


Prompt: Write a song about hanging out with friends, discussing plans and actions, and sharing your favorite tunes with each other.

Response:
Chillin' with the homies, smellin' the bud
Double-parked and I'm talkin' to Dub
About who got a plan, who got a plot
Who got got (Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh)
And who got shot
'Cause everybody knows that he got the info
Crazy Toones hangin' out the window
Fool, I got them bomb-ass tapes
Da Lench Mob (Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh)
"Planet of the Apes"
I'm down with Eiht and Watts Up
Kam and Solo, they got nuts
When Ice Cube write a sentence
I want The Bomb (Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh)
Just like George Clinton
S-K-P is down to catch a body
Put on "Knee Deep", we'll turn out your party
You gets no love and I thought you knew it
Fool, (Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh) you know how we do it
(Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh) You know how we do it
(Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh)


Prompt: A lyricist is creating a song about a risky adventure in South Central, featuring a fast-driving car with a dangerous passenger.

Response:
Jack be nimble, and Jack be quick
If you wanna jack me on a lick
'Cause I'm that fool from South Central
You'll think you stuck yourself (Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh)
With a number two pencil
That's how I poke hot lead in yo' ass
With "Mo' Bounce to the Ounce" in the dash
Mash up, Van Ness, headed for the West
Everything is great (Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh)
Slow down for the dip
On 100 and 8th and keep mashin'
Don't drink and drive, to keep the fo' from crashin'
Stashin' a Glock and I thought you knew it
(Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh) You know how we do it


Prompt: The song is about the pride and culture of growing up in a specific neighborhood on the Westside. It emphasizes the unique experiences and qualities that make this place special.

Response:
Comin' from the Westside, Westside
(Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh) Nothin' but the Westside
It's hittin' on the Westside
Fool, (Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh) you know how we do it
(Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh)
(Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh)
(Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh)
(Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh)


Prompt: In this song, the artist is expressing their admiration for individuals who confidently embrace their unique perspectives and attitudes, despite societal judgments or expectations.

Response:
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes
Hello


Prompt: A person reflecting on their past actions and achievements in the world of gangsta music, expressing their frustration at the lack of appreciation and gratitude they have received despite their efforts.

Response:
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?


Prompt: A person feeling unappreciated and resentful for being the one who started the "gangsta" lifestyle and actions among their peers, but now they're not receiving the respect or recognition they feel they deserve.

Response:
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?


Prompt: A group of friends, who are proud of their confident and bold personalities, are celebrating their unique traits and individuality.

Response:
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes (Hello)
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes


Prompt: Discussing the decline of popular dance television shows and expressing frustration with the focus on dancing over meaningful content.

Response:
Soul Train done lost they soul
Just call it train cause the bitches look like hoes
I see a lotta others damn
It almost look like the Bandstand
You ask me: "did I like Arsenio?"
About as much as the Bicentennial
I don't give a fuck about dissing these fools
'Cause they all scared of the Ice Cube
And what I say, what I portray and all that
And ain't even seen the gat
I don't wanna see no dancing
I'm sick of that shit -- listen to the hit
'Cause yo if I look and see another brother
On the video trying to out-dance each other
I'ma tell T-Bone to pass the bottle
And don't give me that shit about role model
It ain't wise to chastise and preach
Just open the eyes of each
'Cause laws are made to be broken up
What niggas need to do is start loc-ing up
And build mold and fold theyself into shape
Of the nigga you love to hate


Prompt: Write a song lyrics about self-awareness and caution, incorporating the phrases "chickity-check yo' self," "before you wreck yo' self," and "who's there?" as a warning to listeners about the consequences of not being mindful of their actions.

Response:
Yeah
So come on and chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
Check (Yeah)
Who's there?
(Yeah) Check


Prompt: A rapper addresses the challenges and consequences of confronting other artists in the music scene, using vivid imagery and bold language to emphasize the dangers and risks involved in such interactions.

Response:
Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played
'Cause they bitchmade, pulling out a switchblade
That's kinda trifle 'cause that's a knife, ho
AK-47, assault rifle
Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow
I got a new style (Watch out now)
I hate motherfuckers claiming that they folding bank
But steady talking shit in the holding tank
First, you wanna step to me?
Now your ass screaming for the deputy
They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row
Now they runnin' up in you slow
You're gone, used to be the Don Juan
Now your name is just Twan
Switchin', snappin', rollin' your eyes and neck
You better run a check
So chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
Come on and check yo' self before you wrickity-wreck yo' self
Chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
Big dicks in yo' ass is bad for ya health


Prompt: Imagine a scene where a group of friends is gathered, and one of them starts rapping about their peers, giving them a warning or a heads up, emphasizing the importance of staying on their toes and being aware of their actions. The song is a friendly reminder that they need to watch out for themselves and keep an eye on their friends' well-being and behavior.

Response:
Yo, it's the niggas again
Watch out, you need to check yo' self, you know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause niggas is definitely fallin' off
Word is bond, word is bond


Prompt: If you're foul, you better check yourself before you wreck yourself.

Response:
If you're foul, you better run a make on that license plate
You coulda had a V8
Instead of a tre-eight slug to your cranium (Pow!)
I got six and I'm aimin' em
Will I buss or keep you guessing?
'Cause fuck you and that shit you're stressing
Bitch, get off the wood, you're no good
There goes the neighborhood hooker
Go ahead and keep your drawers
Giving up the claps and who needs applause
At a time like this, pop the coochie and you dead
The bitch is a Miami Hurricane head
Sprung, niggas call her 'Lips & Lungs'
Nappy dugout, get the fuck out
'Cause women like you gets no respect
Bitch, you better run a check
So chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
So chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
Come on and check yo' self before you wrickity-wreck yo' self
'Cause bitches like you is bad for my health, uh


Prompt: Create lyrics for a song that emphasizes the importance of self-awareness and self-improvement, using a catchy, playful tone. Incorporate the concept of "wrickity-wreck" as a creative way to convey the negative consequences of not being mindful of one's actions. Mention "the Lench Mob" as a group that can potentially cause harm or chaos.

Response:
So chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
So chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
Come on and check yo' self before you wrickity-wreck yo' self (Ahhh!)
So chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
So chickity-check yo' self before you wreck yo' self
Come on and check yo' self before you wrickity-wreck yo' self
'Cause the Lench Mob is bad for you's health


Prompt: Write lyrics that evoke the feeling of navigating through challenging circumstances using a mix of old school references and a hint of jungle imagery.

Response:
Nine Trey, remix!
Old school tip, yeah
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
How I keep from going under


Prompt: A song about motivation, empowerment, and pushing oneself to achieve their goals, featuring a collaboration of 48 different artists coming together with their unique perspectives.

Response:
Yay-yay
Get your ass up and hurr' up, uh
Ice Cube, baby
Ninety-nine, baby
I'm on the grind, baby
All the time, baby
Show me something


Prompt: Motivational song about pushing through challenges and overcoming obstacles with determination and effort.

Response:
You can do it, put your back into it (Uh)
I can do it, put your ass into it (Uh-huh)
You can do it, put your back into it (Yeah)
I can do it, put your ass into it
Put your back into it, put your ass into it (Brr)


Prompt: Encourage and support someone to put effort into a task, using humor and a playful tone.

Response:
You can do it, put your back into it (C'mon)
I can do it, put your ass into it (C'mon)
You can do it, put your back into it (C'mon)
I can do it, put your ass into it
Put your back into it, put your ass into it


Prompt: A song about celebrating life with close family and friends, standing up for each other, and not letting anything hold you back, including societal expectations or material wealth. The song also speaks about supporting each other and remaining true to your roots, even in the face of adversity.

Response:
Now all I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones (What?)
The thug ones, relatives and my cousins
And I got 'em by the dozen
When they buzzin', quick to say fuck your husband
This is for my niggas locked away
Extra love for the ones who ain't got no date
But when we hit checkmate with Ice Cube the great (The great)
Soon as I get a word, we can rush the safe
Fuck them license plates because life is great
It don't matter if you're rich and your folks ain't straight
I'm still coming with that underground gangsta shit
No matter how many niggas say we ain't the shit, bitch
Don't stop, get it, get it (That's real)
Don't stop, nigga, hit it (I will)
I'm gon' do it (Do it), gon' do it (Do it)
Gon' do it, do it, do it (Uh-huh)


Prompt: Create a motivational song that encourages listeners to give their all in their daily tasks, using humor and playful language.

Response:
You can do it, put your back into it (C'mon)
I can do it, put your ass into it (C'mon)
You can do it, put your back into it (C'mon)
I can do it, put your ass into it
Put your back into it, put your ass into it


Prompt: A song encouraging and motivating people to give their best effort in overcoming challenges and achieving their goals, using a playful tone and suggestive language.

Response:
You can do it, put your back into it (Uh-huh)
I can do it, put your ass into it (C'mon)
You can do it, put your back into it (C'mon)
I can do it, put your ass into it
You can do it, put your back into it
I can do it, put your ass into it (C'mon)
You can do it, put your back into it (C'mon)
I can do it, put your ass into it


Prompt: Create a song about pursuing a goal relentlessly and not letting fear or self-doubt stop you.

Response:
Don't stop, get it, get it (Never, never, that's real)
Don't stop, nigga, hit it (Uh, I will)
I'm gon' do it (Do it), gon' do it (Do it)
Gon' do it, do it, do it


Prompt: Encourage someone to push themselves and give their all during a challenging task by using playful language and repetition.

Response:
You can do it, put your back into it (C'mon, yay-yay)
I can do it, put your ass into it (C'mon, yay-yay)
You can do it, put your back into it (C'mon)
I can do it, put your ass into it, put your ass into it


Prompt: In a song about going to clubs and enjoying the nightlife, describe the energetic atmosphere and the people's wild dancing, using suggestive lyrics to emphasize the party's carefree and fun spirit.

Response:
We be clubbin' (Freaky gyrations, close to fornication)
We be clubbin'
We be clubbin' (Freaky gyrations, close to fornication)
Yeah (Freaky gyrations, close to fornication), uh-huh
Ice Cube, Westside Connect gang
You know how we do it
We put it down constantly
Constantly
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Get your ass up and hurr' up


Prompt: Create a song about the shared experiences of growing up in different neighborhoods, emphasizing that despite the differences, the struggles and challenges faced by the youth in these areas are the same.

Response:
Yeah, every hood's the same
Every hood's the same, come on


Prompt: A song addressing the consequences of providing guns and drugs in a community, leading to an increase in violence and conflict with the people in power.

Response:
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us


Prompt: The struggles and realities faced by individuals in the projects, their relationships with the system, and the way the media and society perceive them.

Response:
I'm from the land of the gang bang
Since I was little, ain't a goddamn thang changed
It’s the same old same
Bush run shit like Saddam Hussein
I cock and aim, clinically insane
To deal with this bullshit day-to-day
If I sell some yay or smoke some hay
You bitches wanna throw me up in Pelican's Bay
Call me an animal up in the system
But who's the animal that built this prison?
Who's the animal that invented lower-livin'?
The projects, thank God for Russell Simmons
Thank God for Sugarhill
I'm putting a different kind of steel up to my grill
Y'all know what it is, scared for your own kids
How these ghetto niggas taken over showbiz
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They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us


Prompt: Boys in the Hood", "Drugs in the Hood", "Tribalism and Survival", "Family and Legal Issues", "State Property", "1553 Reference", "One-Way Ticket", "Puzzle of Thug Life

Response:
It's boys in the hood, it's toys in the hood
Y'all wanna know why there's noise in the hood
‘Cause there's drugs in the hood, thugs in the hood
Nigga killed a Crip and a Blood in the hood
‘Cause when niggas get tribal
It's all about survival, nobody liable
I got caught by Five-O
Grandmama came to court with her Bible
But when the judge hit the gavel
Now I'm too far from my family to travel
I just came unraveled
Socked the D.A. before I got gaffled
Owned by C.A, State Property
Just like the year fifteen fifty three
Looking for me, a one-way ticket out
Don't understand, what's so hard to figure out?
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us


Prompt: Reflect on the pressures and consequences of being in the criminal underworld, particularly in relation to drugs, violence, and law enforcement.

Response:
Damn, I can't take the pressure
Pulled the 4-4 up out the dresser
Grabbed the weight up out the closet
Po-po coming, but I'm scared to toss it
Y'all know what happened last time I lost it
Can't tell you niggas what the fuckin' boss did
D game got a nigga exhausted
Gotta go for the plea bargain they offered
Twenty years for what?
Breaking these laws that's so corrupt
Taking these halls and fillin' them up
Some powder keg shit that's about to erupt
Aye, y'all, I'm about to be stuck
Until the year two thousand, what the fuck?
In the hood, don't press your luck
‘Cause these motherfuckers will set you up, word up
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us


Prompt: Describe the similarities between different neighborhoods and emphasize that they are all essentially the same.

Response:
Every hood's the same, every hood's the same
Every hood's the same, every hood's the same
Every hood's the same, stop trippin on it
Every hood's the same, every hood's the same
Every hood's the same, every hood's the same
Every hood's the same


Prompt: Write a song about different types of cops and their interactions with each other and suspects, with a focus on the various attitudes and approaches they take, as well as the consequences of their actions.

Response:
Lazy cop fuckin' with that crazy cop
Always bragging 'bout the new case he got
Do-or-die cop with that suicide cop
Tell-the-truth cop, with that you-a-lie cop
Are you fuckin' high, cop? Don't even try cop
Ain't no mothafuckin' drugs up in my spot
All you find in my closet is the high tops
And my mothafuckin' tickets to the skybox
Hold up, nigga, I'm a rider
You's a roll-up, yep the controller
Make me mad that's when I get swole up (Don't touch me)
The Incredible Hulk is bipolar
Come out the cuffs, knock off the rust
Throw my hands (What's up?) up you still wanna bust
The Trojan horse is full of excessive force
When they try to get aggressive niggas off the porch (C'mon)


Prompt: Two police officers from different backgrounds supporting each other and demonstrating respect despite their differences, questioning the dignity and empathy of law enforcement, and expressing the tensions and challenges faced by minority communities and their interactions with the police.

Response:
Black police showin' out for the white cop
White police showin' out for the black cop
Black police showin' out for the white cop
White police showin' out for the black cop
Good cop, good cop, where is your dignity?
Where's your empathy? Where is your sympathy?
Bad cop, where's your humanity?
Good cop, is that just a fantasy?
Tell on that nigga, snitch on that bitch
Truth be told, mothafuck the blue code
Fuck the po-po actin' like Deebo
Already know Craig'll let the brick go
Black Lives Matter is not chit chatter
'Cause all they wanna do, is scatter brain matter
A mind is a terrible thing to waste
A nine is terrible in your face
The mace has a terrible fuckin' taste
The pen is a terrible fuckin' place (Let me out)
The kings all hate the fuckin' ace
The judge sabotaged my fuckin' case
Racist motherfucker


Prompt: A rapper rapping about their dominance in the music scene, mentioning the power of their lyrics, and hinting at a future victory.

Response:
Yeah
When I drop the mic it hit the floor like Thor (That's right)
You can't pick it up no more (Don't even try)
Y'all know what it is, y'all know what it was (Yeah)
Y'all know what it shall be


Prompt: A song that addresses the consequences of being a snitch and the dangers involved in certain jobs, featuring Snoop Dogg and Ice Cube, emphasizing the importance of going to church and the enjoyment of dancing to the beat of their OG friend's music.

Response:
Nigga, you need to stop snitchin'
All that yip-yappin' and jaw-jackin'
Nigga, if you scared, go to church
You knew the job was dangerous when you took it
What up, it's the big boss Dogg, Snoop D-O-double-G, eastside L-B-C
And I'm bobbin' to the beat of my OG homeboy Ice Cube
And I'm c-walkin' on the motherfuckin' concrete


Prompt: Imagine a song where rappers Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg are talking about their personas, their success, and their no-nonsense approach to life, encouraging their fans to show their support if they're also down for the cause.

Response:
Yo, if you're fucked up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, nigga, what's up?
See, he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo, it's either thank ya or it's fuck ya


Prompt: Imagine a scenario where someone is confronting their fears and expressing their fear towards another person, repeating it to emphasize the intensity of the fear.

Response:
You scared, you scared
You scared, motherfucker, you scared
You scared (You scared), you scared (You scared)
You scared, motherfucker, you scared (You scared)
You scared, you scared
You scared, motherfucker, you scared
You scared (You scared), you scared (You scared)
You scared, motherfucker, you scared (You scared)


Prompt: In a world filled with different types of people, how can one navigate the challenges they face and the expectations placed upon them?

Response:
If you a scared motherfucker, go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker, do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker, put in work (A put in work)
If you a crazy motherfucker, go berzerk (A go berzerk)
If you a scared motherfucker, go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker, do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker, put in work (A put in work)
If you a crazy motherfucker, go berzerk (A go berzerk)
It goes one for the money (Hey), two for the show (Yeah)
Three for the pussy, four for the glow (Hey)
Five for the rookies, six for the pros (Nah)
Seven for the numbers of them fuckin' zeroes (What?)
Eight for the haters, nine for the cause
Ten for my niggas behind big bars (Hey)
Fuck these devils and they laws (Yeah)
Never question the size of Ice Cube's balls


Prompt: The idea of death and the afterlife is a common theme in music, but with a twist. The protagonist, who might have a notorious past, is confident that they will go to Heaven despite their actions. However, they also acknowledge that not everyone believes in their redemption and may think they deserve a different fate. The song could explore themes of change, regret, and the desire to leave a better legacy behind.

Response:
Everybody wants to go to Heaven
Y'all thought I was soft as cotton
Everybody wants to go to Heaven
Messed around and forgot I was rotten
Everybody wants to go to Heaven
You know my resume
You tell 'em I'm on my way
But nobody (You tell 'em, I'm on my way)
Ah nobody wants to die


Prompt: Describe the challenges and mindset of growing up in a tough neighborhood and how it can affect the way people view themselves and their environment.

Response:
The hood mentality is a crippling disease that attacks your nervous system
It makes you nervous of the system
Gangsters and hood rats are especially susceptible to this grown-stunting mentality
The hood is where I'm from, but it's not what I am
The hood is where I'm from, but it's not what I am


Prompt: A song about a person's frustration with the behavior of a Korean store owner, leading to a tense situation and a warning of possible consequences.

Response:
Every time I wanna go get a fuckin' brew
I gotta go down to the store with the two
Oriental one penny countin' motherfuckers
That make a nigga mad enough to cause a little ruckus
Thinkin' every brother in the world's out to take
So they watch every damn move that I make
They hope I don't pull out a gat and try to rob
They funky little store, but, bitch, I got a job
Look, you little Chinese motherfucker
I ain't tryin' to steal none of this shit
Leave me alone! (Mother fuck you, yo, yo, check it out)
So don't follow me up and down your market
Or your little chop suey ass'll be a target
Of a nationwide boycott
Juice with the people, that's what the boy got
So pay respect to the Black fist
Or we'll burn your store right down to a crisp
And then we'll see ya
'Cause you can't turn the ghetto into Black Korea


Prompt: Create a song that highlights prominent figures from different domains who are known to enjoy smoking weed, and includes references to various popular musicians and celebrities.

Response:
Ice Cube motherfucker
West coast motherfucker
George Bush, George Clinton, Bill Clinton
Chris Farley, Chris Rock, Bob Marley
Rick James, knew how to throw a party
"Smoke some weed"
Snoop Dogg, all the way to Cheech and Chong
Cypress Hill, Robert Downey hit the bong
Ricky Williams, fuck how Miami feeling
"Smoke some weed"


Prompt: A song about a West Coast rapper expressing their thoughts and lifestyle, emphasizing the importance of staying true to oneself and the influence of California's laid-back culture.

Response:
This is West coast nigga thinking
California quicksand got a nigga sinking
I can give a fuck what you niggas drinking
Smoke some weed
This is West coast nigga thinking
California quicksand got a nigga sinking
I can give a fuck what you bitches drinking
Smoke some weed


Prompt: Write a song about a notorious criminal who is confident in his skills and warns others about the dangers of interacting with strangers. The lyrics should contain references to popular culture, as well as depicting the character's aggressive attitude and criminal behavior.

Response:
If you a baller, nigga I'm a hall of famer
Lion tamer, with two fo'-fifth flamers
Understand, that yo' life's in danger
Didn't your momma, tell you not to talk to strangers
Lil' nigga, I'm the Hillside Strangler
Have a banger, calling for the Lone Ranger
Most rappers, they wanna fuck sangers
I'm a nigga, that wanna own Topanga
G4, pull it up out the hanger
A lil' something, to fuel you niggas anger
The swine, I'm your face rearranger
In a mansion cause Jesus born in a manger
Motherfucker, belong on Jerry Spranger
I'm a gangsta, up in your CD changer
I'll gank ya, for 20 bucks then I'll thank ya
Police, still get the middle fanger
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Prompt: Write a lyrics passage that showcases an intense confrontation between a young rapper and his mother, as well as various references to pop culture, drugs, and well-known artists. The lyrics should also touch upon themes of arrogance, racial tensions, and the concept of family and loyalty.

Response:
Lil' niggas, don't try this at home
Momma in the bathroom leave her ass alone
Cause she probably taking chronic straight to the dome
Go play you lil' fucker, stop being grown
Dave Chappelle, 50 million and a throne
With a big Zulu bitch, nigga getting blown
Watch your tone, if your wear Coppertone
Go back to Africa used to be a theme song
I'm in the zone, do anybody got a Zong?
I ain't your poppa, but daddy is a rolling stone
Youse a clone, who don't know the shit you on
Unless it's on, a motherfucking ringtone
I'm in a room with two bottles of Patron
You need a loan, to fuck with the Family Stone
Nigga go on, tell 'em Ice Cube is home
Gorilla niggas, here come King Kong


Prompt: A group of friends enjoying a wild Friday night, hanging out, partying, and causing chaos in their neighborhood.

Response:
You know it ain't no stoppin' all the dogs I'm droppin'
It's Friday night so everything is poppin'
I gots ten to spend on the Hen
So let the games begin
Yakety yak don't talk back or it's on
Callin' up Earl on the car phone
Mack 10 just got out of court
Rollin' through the hood in his super sport bumping Too $hort
Eighteens got the rear view mirrors vibratin'
And deep-dish Daytons
You know how we do it
Ain't nothing to it but the floss
Overcrowding Harrison-Ross
'Cause if you fuck with ours
We leave scars
Out of G-ride cars
Livin' like stars
Might hit the highway
On the Vegas run fool 'cause it's Friday


Prompt: A song about young people in a neighborhood living life on the edge, dealing with the harsh realities of their environment and hanging out with friends.

Response:
Oh yeah
Throw your neighborhood in the air
If you don't care
Oh yeah
Throw your neighborhood in the air
If you don't care
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Standing outside on a Friday living on the edge
'Cause we all got them hard heads
It's seems like we all are waitin'
For a drive-by playing tag with Satan
But we chillin', yeah, we ready and willin'
Ya hear about the latest westside killing?
Forty sippin', set trippin', fo' dippin'
Pistol grippin', neva slippin'
BGs trying to hang out
But OGs sayin' "Take your little ass in the house"
My big homie just got out
Used to be down, now he's just cracked out
He's bout hard as Darth Vader
In his sweatshirt, khakis and Chuck Taylor's
Just seen him in the driveway
Getting beat like a smoker fool, 'cause it's Friday


Prompt: Write a song about someone who's different, unconventional, and a bit wild, and their experiences chasing cats, being attracted to a particular type of woman, and dealing with the consequences of their lifestyle.

Response:
Oh yeah
Throw your neighborhood in the air
If you don't care
Oh yeah
Throw your neighborhood in the air
If you don't care
Fool
Why must I be like that and chase the cat?
Or settle for a hoodrat
Dookie braids no dreadlocks
Flyin' in and out of town with half a chicken in her cock
And I love her, 'cause she down
To fuck around with the underground pussy hound
And her ass is big round and wide
Jacked up, make a nigga down to ride
Smoking indo, playing that Super Nintendo
Hear a rat-a-Tat-Tat on my window
Gave her ass that pelvic thrust
Don't trust the rubber 'cause its bound to bust
In the oven, in the nappy
I had on two so I was happy
'Cause that HIV'll make your dick hang sideways
And that ain't cool, fool, 'cause it's Friday


Prompt: Imagine a song where the lyrics encourage listeners to celebrate their neighborhood and community by playfully throwing it in the air, as a metaphor for embracing and enjoying the diverse aspects of their local area, regardless of which direction it's in.

Response:
Oh yeah
Throw your neighborhood in the air
If you don't care
Oh yeah
Throw your neighborhood in the air
If you don't care
Throw the West side in the air
Throw the East side in the air
Throw the South side in the air
Throw the North side in the air
Oh yeah!