yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeaaaah





Uhh, from the days of wayback, before Demo' street-Ass-Niggaz

where you hoes, I have to think of a way

to gain with mentality, plus make money

even Fred got all the honey

bullshit talant shows got me ready

while my life start to review like Rock Steady

I'm the truth, nigga fuck that bitch

I don't scratch, where I don't hitch "hell no"

fuck the clubs, same hoes there from '91

I gotta bad bitch don't gotta beg for one

erase your vocals, find some new shit

cause ain't nothin' new what your ass gonna spit

you're the hardest motherfuckin' crypt, nigga you're lyin' and shit

take this dick don't trip

known damn where they chase you out the hood

after you can toss them, you say you wish they would

we puffin' big green, bitch come and flockin'

on my motherfuckin' hotel, door they knockin'

they want some dick, these bitches don't quit

John Doe is the shit, nigga...





we reperesent that real shit, thug shit

drag you in that mud shit, hard times for my niggaz so be cold with

got aim and we so thick

givin' motherfuckin' beats across the world as we drop hits

niggaz know that they really can't fuck with this

we the niggaz that your bitch wanna roll with

and we the pimp niggaz that she wanna stroll with, she's on my dick





I don't give the fuck like Mike Tyson

gangster shit I'm writtin, 12 rounds like niggaz fightings

uhh, throwin' blows, Dazzy and Dones

by the end of the night, I'll be sittin' on your throne

got six million ways to kill, choose one

I might hit you with one bullet when I pull it

new to your ass, since started to your ass

show the way I got my blast, I'm not fuckin' maggot

you're the one to be, hum with the scary niggaz

it was funny to me, when you squeezed that trigga at me

tryin' to earn stripes off a fool like me

I walk upon niggaz, you ain't like me

Uhh, and make sure that you dead as the door knob

yo, bitch niggaz John Doe want my job

tryin' to fill my shoes, I'ma may killer

never gave a fuck about the snitch-Ass-Nigga...





we reperesent that real shit, thug shit

Drag you in that mud shit, hard times for my niggaz so be cold with

got aim and we so thick

givin' motherfuckin' beats across the world as we drop hits

niggaz know that they really can't fuck with this

we them niggaz that your bitch wanna roll with

and we the pimp niggaz that she wanna stroll with, she's on my dick





I feel like givin' it up "givin' it up"

deep in some gangster cut

blow them wangster dubs, like wait on no fake hoes

I shake those, like the soul shaker

I floss for all my Rump Shakers

now drop that ass like it's hot

and if ain't with fuckin' then you can shake the spizzot

Kick rocks, the rest hated by hoes man

I ain't no motherfuckin' pimp with a hell plan

I'll tell you, what you can do with all that whoopty whoop

hold heat but you scared to shoot "nigga"

if we was in the East I would speak on some mad heats

but nigga we in the West, Lo-Lo's with mad beat

and switches, which is will make the rider complete "nigga"

candy blue paint and them tropical feet

niggaz know me, it's your nigga Dirty

speak that Compton shit from my nigga you heard me...





we reperesent that real shit, thug shit

Drag you in that mud shit, hard times for my niggaz so be cold with

got aim and we so thick

givin' motherfuckin' beats across the world as we drop hits

niggaz know that they really can't fuck with this

we the niggaz that your bitch wanna roll with

and we the pimp niggaz that she wanna stroll with, she's on my dick





dick, dick, dick

yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeaaaah