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213 - 213 Tha Gangsta Clicc lyrics

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[Snoop Dogg]

Hehe, yeah that's that shit right there

Is this that shit that make a nigga just

It remind me of, matter of fact I"ma tell y'all

I wasn't gonna share this but I'll share it witch'all

Check this out



I slid up in a party where some suckers was at

Out of bounds slipping fucking with this hood rat

My homeboy told me that the bitch wasn't shit

But I didn't give a fuck cuz this twin a Crip

The first young nigga with a baseball cap

Tried to hit a nigga up until he seen how we strut

I'm like 'Nigga, take two steps back

now lower your voice before you get pimp slapped'

I know you seen me on your MTV raps

Way back in the days when I was with Fab' Five Freddy

I told you then, I told you now, boy I stay ready

Don't sweat it, we'll get him and then met him

Talk shit for a minute then deal with him

Hail Mary, call Makavelli to come and save your ass

Cuz I'ma put my Chucks up in it so quick and so fast

You use some act-right like LaBetty

and let you know that I'm the king of this motherfucking city

Like Frank White, Nino Brown, John Gotti, Tony Soprano

Joey Banana and the great Tony Montana

All of 'em mixed in one fixed to done

I like playing six-to-one

This is fun, shooting my guns, counting my funds

and walking on you bitch niggaz that run

I'm from



[Chorus - Snoop Dogg]

213 the gangsta clicc

21 motherfucking 3 nigga

All we do is the gangsta shit

Gangsta shit, biatch

213 the gangsta clicc

Haha and you know it, nigga

All we do is the gangsta shit

Y'all know what's happening

Haha



[Warren G]

I shoot 'em up, I bang bang

Or we can duke 'em up but you know you can't hang

Still from the Beach, still a g thang

213 in the house and you know how we came

We came to party homie, so back up

Plus up in the club, y'all don't have a body

I bust guns, you bust guns

Difference is my bullets probably touch the sun

Want some? Come and get it

On your marks, get set, blah!

That's coming with it

They won't stop, they'll get it, you don't get it

It don't stop, still dont love bitches

My G-niggaz, holler if ya hear me (Gangstas!)

Speak it loud and clearly

If you feel me raise your cups (East Side, Long Beach)

Blaze it up

And we from



[Chorus]



[Nate Dogg]

You can call me Lil' Meeno

Crazy motherfucker plus I'm Texas C-Notes

His finger on the trigger but it way too slow

You didn't see me coming so we missing his dome

213 and we gone

You can call me Nate King Cole

Smooth motherfucker when it come to these hos

All damn dimes up in every area codes

Gangsta shit, yep and all the hos know

When they go rolling in the stretch Navigator

We gon' get it baby girl now or later

she said she wanted to play so I played her

Made a promise to pay, but never paid her

Ain't that a hater

It's just she's a goddamn ho

And all of my niggaz know

They knowin' since '94

Wherever we go, she gon' go



[Chorus]



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