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Bitch Please

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Bitch Please

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Version 1 of the lyrics

Yeah, time to bring yo' ass to the table, y'all

[Xzibit]

It's X to the Z Xzibit, yeah, Snoop double D, uh, O.G.

Yeah.. time to bring yo' ass to the table y'all

(Where you at?, West coast, Los Angeles)

It's X to the Z Xzibit, yeah (Where you at?)

What, bringin' it live, with Dr. Dre, what?

Snoop double-D, uh, O.G. (West coast, Los Angeles)

Throwin' up a big ass W, coverin' up the world right?

What, bringin it live, with Dr. Dre, what?

Yeah, hah, listen, look

{*Xzibit makes the "Ghetto Bird" sound*}

Throwin up a BIG-ASS W, coverin up the world right?

You ain't tryin' to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor

YEAHHH! Hah, listen look

Goin' down by the second round, all hail the underground

How dat sound? Xzibit backin' down from a conflict

You ain't tryin to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor

Goin down by the second round, all hail the underground

How dat sound? Xzibit backin down from a conflict

Fuck the nonsense, terrorist, hidden bomb shit

Glass and metal in every direction

Innocent bystanders, taught a very hard lesson

Innocent bystanders taught a very hard lesson

I'm the reason there's no time to reach for that weapon

And reason why niggaz with problems keep on steppin'

and reason why niggaz with problems keep on steppin

Xzibit ready to scrap, like Mike

Xzibit ready to scrap, like Mike Tyson with his license back

Tyson with his license back

Nine to five, minimum wage, what type of life is that for me?

Nine to five, minimum wage, what type of life is that

It's blasphemy, you fuckin' around

for me? It's blasphemy, you fuckin around

With the Sun dance Kid and Butch Cassidy

with the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy

You had the audacity to wanna tangle with the X

Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex

Drunk drivin' tryin' to stack my loot

Drunk drivin tryin to stack my loot

While other rappers gettin' treated like a prostitute

While other rappers gettin

So, check the Sound Scan

"Treated Like a Prostitute"

So check the SoundScan

Chorus One: Snoop Dogg

All I wanna be was a G, ha

My whole life, nigga please, ha

Breakin' off these motherfuckin' keys, ha

Breakin off these motherfuckin keys, ha

Let's get these motherfuckin' G's, ha

Let's get these motherfuckin G's, ha

Nigga, you don't wanna fuck with this

Nigga you don't wanna fuck with this..

Hmm, aww nah, big Snoop Dogg

[Snoop Dogg]

Back up in the hee zee, bay, bay

Hmm.. aww nah, big Snoop Dogg

You jockin' my style, you so crazy

Back up in the heezee bay-bay

Dre say, ain't no limit to this

You jockin my style, "You so cra-zy"

Dre say, ain't +No Limit+ to this

As long as we drop gangsta shit

Look here bitch, you fine and I dig your style

Come fuck with a nigga, do it Doggy style

Come fuck with a nigga, do it +Doggystyle+

I'll be gentle, sentimental

Shit, we fucked in the rental

Lincoln, Continental

Hmm, coast to coast, L.A. to Chicago

(Yeah nigga, you know what's happenin' man)

(Yeah nigga you know what's happenin man)

I get this pussy everywhere that I go

(These bitches know what time it is)

Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know

Ask the bitches in your hood 'cause they know

(Hell yeah, hoes know about a nigga like me MAN)

(Hell yeah, hoes know about a nigga like me man)

I get the pussy everywhere that I go

(I pimp these hoes, nigga, ha ha)

Ask the bitches in your hood 'cause they know

Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know

Bitch please, get down on your god damn knees

Chorus Two: Xzibit

For this money chronic clothes and weed

(Look)

You fuckin' with some real O.G's, bitch, please

Bitch please, get down on your motherfuckin' knees

We came to get the motherfuckin' G's

Yeah, you fuckin' with some real O.G's, you dick tease

Bitch, please, now what you need to do is

Hem my coat and roll me some dough

(F'real)

Different strokes for different folks

(Uh-huh)

Oh, you like settin' niggaz up and gettin them loc's

Bitch please, get down on your god damn knees

For this money chronic clothes and weed (look)

You fuckin with some real O.G's

Bitch please

Bitch please, get down on your motherfuckin knees

We came to get the motherfuckin G's

Yeah, you fuckin' with some real O.G's

You dick-tease!

[Snoop Dogg]

Bitch, please! Now what you need to do is

Hem my coat, and roll me some dough (f'real)

Different strokes (uh-huh) for different folks

Oh, you like settin niggaz up and gettin them loc's

A cute lil' bitch with a whole lotta heart

Shit gets thick when the light gets dark

She say, she gots a lick for me

She say she gots a lick for me (well hook it up)

(Well, hook it up)

Worth about, two hundred G's and thirty keys

Now check this out Dre, now if I don't move

Then a nigga like me, shit I don't lose

But you know me, Dogg I'm movin

Ain't nuttin to it, but to get to groovin

You been, waitin on a nigga like me (whas' happenin)

to take that chance and rob yo' man and beat up the pussy

A victim of the circumstance (yeah right)

That's the devil, they always wanna dance

See we go out with a bang (bang BANG!)

I'm tryin to work this cold thang,

and take this whole thang

I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)

I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho)

I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)

I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho)

Outro: Nate Dogg (repeat 4X to fade)

Worth about two hundred G's and thirty keys

Aiyyo.. aiyyo aiyyo; you don't wanna step to me

Now, check this out Dre, now, if I don't move

Still claimin D.P.G. - til the day I D-I-E

Then a nigga like me, shit, I don't lose

But you know me, Dogg I'm movin'

Ain't nuttin' to it, but to get to groovin'

You been, waitin' on a nigga like me

(Wha's happenin'?)

To take that chance and rob yo' man and beat up the pussy

A victim of the circumstance

(Yeah, right)

That's the Devil, they always wanna dance

See, we go out with a bang

(Bang, bang)

I'm tryin' to work this cold thang and take this whole thang

I get the money everywhere that I go

(I go)

I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho

(Fo' sho)

I get the money everywhere that I go

(I go)

I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho

(Fo' sho)

Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, you don't wanna step to me

Still claimin' D.P.G. 'til the day I D I E

Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, you don't wanna step to me

Still claimin' D.P.G. 'til the day I D I E

Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, you don't wanna step to me

Still claimin' D.P.G. 'til the day I D I E

Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, you don't wanna step to me

Still claimin' D.P.G. 'til the day I D I E

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