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| Dr. Dre Miscellaneous The Wash (feat. Snoop Dogg) [Dr. Dre/Snoop Dogg] As the wheels turn city to city, hundreds fold, chronic smoke Twist up another philly (dun dilly) Them niggas still trippin off that old shit (really?) how silly It's a whole 'nother day (yeah yeah) Snoop Dogg (and Doc motherfuckin Dre) Nigga can ya feel this? It's the D-O-double, you don't run up, you won't see no trouble If you caught up in these fuckin streets Who you gon' call when them niggas gettin ready to blast? Yeah, and if that shit's gettin ugly Who you gon' call when them niggas come to gettin ya ass? (I came to get that ass!) Big dittog, push the big hittog Ya hoppin and poppin, how bout you hop up off my bittalls Got(GOT) dirt on my pittaws I(I) broke a few littaws It(IT) really don't matter cause I'm only here to spit on And get on, shit on niggas Do it to 'em D-O-double right on nigga I'm saggin it, baggin it, slang them Dubs You motherfuckers think The Wash is all soap and suds, whassup cuz? If you tryin to get a dub sack, page me The ho's say D-Loc, you so crazy Poppin that shit don't phase me I need my chips and the dip it's like gravy Now back to the lecture at hand Perfection is expected and I'm feelin that demand Los Ang, broad day gunnin That ain't no earthquake it's just Dre comin If this shit ain't played, the party ain't bumpin If I don't show up, the ho's ain't fuckin Cali sunshine, come visit Just don't stop at stop signs with bullet holes in it All Star league, you writin Benjamins I handles my business, FUCK fake niggas I sell game a quarter million a track Snoop and the good Doc back with a brand new sack Shit's wrong, money gone, I blast Out of town, out of bounds, no pass Runnin up, talkin shit, get smashed Shoot first, ask questions last Fallin back on that ass, hit the switch and let the ass just drag(zzzt zzt) 2001, 2002 Taz My nigga what you holdin? Step out with the Stacy's and the Snoop Dogg clothing Rollin, with the braids in my hair Crimped out, way pimped out, OH YEAH You gots to pay the cost to beat the boss After all that dirt I gots to get my shit washed The Wash (ahhhh) The Wash (ahh, ahh) The Wash (ahhhh, ahhh) |
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