(Speaking) Yeah bring it on, dedicated to the niggas that thought I lost itno falloffish [stayin alive]Yeah, keep this thing going stayin alive you beezyMac D.R.E, up in this bitch YeahIm out back mothafuckaIm out back with the dawgs (Chorus) You never met a nigga like me The M to the D from the C.C.CIm a G I run with niggas that jack for funand I'll never leave the house without packing my gun (whole thing X2)(Verse 1)I'm seeing studio gangstas get lost in the fameyou paper sack niggas keep crossing the gameyou think life ain't made 'em but a gang of bitchesyou can't stop talking if you hang with snitchesYou'se a suckelle nigga quit dropping the saltif you pimpin ain't strong it's not my faultat every event I see your facewith my name in your mouth you must love the taste Nigga, what the dealis you for real playing ho games and get your cap peelednow hear mack spill straight from the heartI buy fits with the chips that I take from markscause a major part of this game is muscle Us sawavege get cabbage respect the hustlewhen I'm wide around the mouth[wide around the mouth]I pull a pistol out [pull a pistol out]boy I needed big [boy I needed big]don't make me split yo wig [dont make me split yo wig] Nigga, Mac D.R.E, you never met a nigga like me(Chorus) You never met a nigga like me The M to the D from the C.C.CIm a G I run with niggas that jack for funand I'll never leave the house without packing my gun (whole thing X2)(Verse 2)Head Honcho But you can call me Sanchocreepin with yo bitch got my dick on her tonsils I'm at the crib with your bitch in the doorsmokin crip feeding goldfish to my sharkthe kind of nigga that you haters hate the mostquick to pull the trigger when a nigga play me closeWest Coast Cuthoat GorillaIt gets no realer I Gets more scrilla [ching ching]Yo nigga big dick daddy I get paid from a big thick patty and matty I bubble I represent the double Rin my car gon' give the rollers troubleon a high speed chase on the freeway don't think the police want to see DreIm bonafide certified and gon' be still jackin when I'm 35(Chorus)you never met a nigga like me The M to the D from the C.C.CIm a G I run with niggas that jack for funand I'll never leave the house without packing my gun (whole thing X2)(Verse 3)All must die and some die youngThat's why I never leave the house without packing my gunMy selection for protection desert eagleI'm down and dirty never legalI Know some people that will get you for your jewels them cuthoat fools niggayou know the rulescaught slippin give it up you think i'm trippin I could give a fuckRomp renegade smokin dank in in the shadedrinkin Yukon Jack and lemonade bladeWhat the fuck you heard your pimpin's to the curve you actin like a nerdget your life straightpull your self togetherIf your bitch want to ho up nigga let herIs nothing like the feeling of a pimp with moneyyou better recognize you big dummy(Chorus)you never met a nigga like me The M to the D from the C.C.CIm a G I run with niggas that jack for funand I'll never leave the house without packing my gun (whole thing X4)

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