If dis one of my hoes, two wayAy ay Snoop, whattup? This nigga DreAy man, I was thinkin` I ain`t said shitOn your whole motherfuckin` albumCheck it out, put this on thereAll you motherfuckin` haters out thereCan suck my motherfuckin` dickAnd we still smokin`, what?For the nigga who be talkin` loud and holdin` his dickTalkin` shit, he better lay lowFor the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dickNow she`s sick, she better lay lowFor the niggaz who be claimin` my hoodAnd really ain`t from my gang, better lay lowI hope he don`t be thinkin` I`m just talkin`And I won`t do a thing, really hope soLay low, nobody move until I say soLimo tint rollin` deep like the PresidentSee, I don`t go to clubs, I never chase a bitchI`m here to bang that gangsta shit to the ApocalypseWe call it stress, some of y`all call it chocolateReturn of the Top Dogg and ain`t no stoppin` thisWhatever the case, I ain`t tryin` to catch itLay low, blow big dope and slang recordsUnseen but well heard, do not disturbThe only reason you alive `cause I ain`t sent the wordI flip faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will emergeFrom the smoke and go loc, you shouldn`t provokeI bring the worst from the L.B.C.Smash motherfuckers thinkin` they gon` smash on meSnoop and Dre give a fuck about what y`all sayFrom the world`s most dangerous group N.W.A., ay, ayOur rise, it was no surpriseI always knew these fools would tripHatin`, fakin`, schemin` on mineAnd on the down low talkin` shitBest move `cause I refuse to loseNo matter which damn road I chooseSo lay low `cause you might be bruisedTop story on the evening newsI ain`t for games so if you wanna play `em lay lowLay down on the floorI`m in a rage so if we gotta do this let me knowThat`s what I came fo`Where that nigga who be talkin` shit?He don`t come around no more because I fucked his bitchI made her suck my dick, while I was squeezin` the titsThen I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hipsTried to make me cum but I was tryin` to take her homeDropped you off and seen you fishin` on your raggedy BroughamCoulda thumped you and the dogAnd don`t sag too hard, you show everybody your thongBooyaka booyaka, we bring it straight to yaFrom 22`s to Luger`s the shit that shoot through yaWho you motherfuckers think the Top Dogg bang with?The same click he came with and made the game flipNow niggaz grow they hair, hope they stayin` act hardThat`s even tho` yo` C.E.O. talk shit get slapped hardThe backyard is where we get our scrap onThe black car drive by then you get capped onWhassup pimpin`? It`s P and SnoopWith Dre on the beat, this ain`t nuttin` but lootThey call me Jed Clampett for all the bread I gotBut they call me Bill Clinton for all the head I gotI keeps it real ah, `cause I`m all about my ScrillaThe ladies love me `cause I`m a million dolla hittaIt`s, No Limit til I D I ECP3 or Richmond, Cali`s where I beFor the nigga who be talkin` loud and holdin` his dickTalkin` shit, he better lay lowFor the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dickNow she`s sick, she better lay lowFor the niggaz who be claimin` my hoodAnd really ain`t from my gang, better lay lowI hope he don`t be thinkin` I`m just talkin`And I won`t do a thing, really hope so