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the next episode (west coast classics radio) - dr. dre lyrics

chorus: snoop dogg & kurupt]
la-da-da-da-dah
it’s the motherf-ckin’ d-o-double-g (snoop dogg!)
la-da-da-da-dah
you know i’m mobbin’ with the d-r-e, yeah, yeah, yeah
you know who’s back up in this motherf-cker
what? what? what? what?
so blaze the weed up then, blaze it up, blaze it up!
just blaze that sh-t up, n-gga! yeah, ‘sup, snoop?

[verse 1: snoop dogg]
top dogg, bite ’em all, n-gga, burn the sh-t up
d-p-g-c, my n-gga, turn that sh-t up
c-p-t, l-b-c, yeah, we hookin’ back up
and when they bang this in the club, baby, you got to get up
thug n-ggas, drug dealers, yeah, they givin’ it up
lowlife, yo’ life, boy, we livin’ it up
takin’ chances while we dancin’ in the party for sure
slipped my ho a forty-fo’ when she got in the back do’
b-tches lookin’ at me strange, but you know i don’t care
step up in this motherf-cker just a-sw-ngin’ my hair
b-tch, quit talkin’, crip walk if you down with the set
take a bullet with some d-ck and take this dope on this jet
out of town, put it down for the father of rap
and if yo’ -ss get cracked, b-tch, shut yo’ trap
come back, get back, that’s the part of success
if you believe in the x, you’ll be relievin’ your stress

[chorus: snoop dogg & dr. dre (kurupt)]
la-da-da-da-dah
it’s the motherf-ckin’ d-r-e (dr. dre, motherf-cker!)
la-da-da-da-dah

[verse 2: dr. dre]
you know i’m mobbin’ with the d-o-double-g
straight off the f-ckin’ streets of c-p-t
king of the beats, you ride to ’em in your fleet (fleetwood)
or coupe deville rollin’ on dubs
how you feel? whoopty whoop, n-gga what?
dre and snoop chronic’d out in the ‘llac
with d.o.c. in the back, sippin’ on ‘gnac (yeah)
clip in the strap, dippin’ through hoods (what hood?)
compton, long beach, inglewood
south central out to the west side, it’s california love
this california bud got a n-gga gang of pub
i’m on one, i might bail up in the century club
with my jeans on, and my team strong
get my drink on and my smoke on
then go home with somethin’ to poke on (‘sup b-tch?)
loc, it’s on for the two-triple-oh
comin’ real, it’s the next episode

[outro: nate dogg]
hold up, hey
for my n-ggas who be thinkin’ we soft, we don’t play
we gonna rock it ’til the wheels fall off
hold up, hey
for my n-ggas who be actin’ too bold, take a seat
hope you ready for the next episode
hey, hey, hey, hey
smoke weed every day

[produced by dr. dre]

- dr dre lyrics

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