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911, what are you reporting hello 911, help me, help me what is your emergency there’s someone in my house, there’s someone in my house can you please run by your address for me 151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah ma’am where inside the house are you (oh my god) ma’am where inside the house are you in my room, their in my room ma’am calm down, deputies are on the way is the door locked (shriek) ma’am? N N, dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a (N N, dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a) What the fuck’s up Dre You tell me, you talk to Ren Im right here nigga (N N, dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a) Release the hound Bow wow wow Wha wha wha what what what, what I’m a Nigga Wit an Attitude thanks to y’all And I don’t give a fuck I keep it gangsta y’all I’ma ride for my side in the C.P.T. God bless the memory of Eazy-E If it wadn’t for me where the fuck you’d be? Rappin like the Treacherous Three, fuckin cowards I’d have seen Dre rockin parties for hours And I’d have seen Ren fuckin bitches from Howard And I’d have seen Snoop give away Eddie Bauer’s So fuck Jerry Heller and the white superpowers This the shit niggaz kill for They hear the villain niggaz spittin’with them nigga flows Fuck you hoes, fuck you bitch ass niggaz too Got something for you broke These niggaz wearin’skirts like the pope Who them niggaz that you love to get (us) Who them niggaz that you fuckin’wit'(us) Love the girl that weed and shit (what) The saga continues, with the worlds most dangerous group Four deep in the coup (Im a spill it) I’ma smoke where I wanna smoke (fuck that) I’ma choke who I wanna choke (fuck that) I’ma ride where I wanna ride (fuck that) cause I’ma nigga 4 life, so I’ma nigga til I diz-ie (N N, dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a) I’ma smoke where I wanna smoke (fuck that) I’ma choke who I wanna choke (fuck that) (N N, dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a) I’ma ride where I wanna ride (fuck that) cause I’ma nigga 4 life, so I’ma motherfuckin nigga til I diz-ie A pencil, a pen, or a glock Im the original, subliminal, subterranium Titianium, criminal minded, swift D-R-E with that fuck a bitch shit (fuck a biatch) A couple o’notes and get you hog-tied in rope Dope like tons of coke, cutthroat You don’t want the pistols to whistle Candy paint impala I make hoes pop collars God damn hoes, here we go again Fuckin with Ren, playin’to win (he got the) coke in hand, (I got the) juice and gin Same shit you was fuckin wit way back then We keep it crackin’from the actin to the jackin G’ed up C’ed up motherfucker blaze the weed up We all on deck fool so put your heat up I stay on deck so me don’t get wet Look my nigga, we can scatter like buckshots Let’s get together, make a record, why the fuck not? Why the fuck not? Why the fuck not? Why the fuck not? Cause I’m tight as the night I had to wipe activator off the mic, in 1985 (N N, dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a) Real niggaz, biatch, you know, ha hah We cause tragedy, erratically Systematically, in your house without a key How fucked up that’d be Gat’ll be near your anatomy, my form of flattery Assault and battery, cus we coming with that street mentality Straight west coast rider academy Concrete nigga, that’s my reality We tend to bus’on niggaz that get mad at me Was it a bitch in the mix Well it had to be Lying tricks told them dicks I had a key Hoes make the world harder than it have to be (Yea thats right) I’ma smoke where I wanna smoke (fuck that) I’ma choke who I wanna choke (fuck that) I’ma ride where I wanna ride (fuck that) cause I’ma nigga 4 life, so I’ma nigga til I diz-ie I’ma smoke where I wanna smoke (fuck that) I’ma choke who I wanna choke (fuck that) I’ma ride where I wanna ride (fuck that) cause I’ma nigga 4 life, so I’ma motherfuckin nigga til I diz-ie N N, dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a