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Bang Bang – Dr. Dre

(feat. Knoc-Turn’al & Hittman)
Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!

[Dr. Dre]
Everyday it’s the same thang, L.A. ain’t changed
Niggaz still playa hatin, but Dre ain’t changed
I’m just a lot smarter now
cause these niggaz is bangin ten times harder now
Niggaz ringin they ass up in the wrong part of town
Better turn they car around
Rollin the window down (Em: Hey can we talk it out?)
(Hitt: NAH GET THE FUCK OUT!)
Johnny got a shotgun
and he ain’t even strong enough to cock one
Fuck tryin to job hunt
Niggaz got AK’s, niggaz is way crazier
than Dre was back in his N.W.A. days
Niggaz spray strays and shoot without lookin
Niggaz walk by and blast without leavin a footprint
I think the attitudes are twice as worst
It takes half the time to get your life reversed
Always tryin to play Rambo with they ammo
Make a nigga wanna stay in family mode

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is
BANG BANG!!

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[Knoc-turn’al]
Late nights is full of led that whistles as it goes by
Murder arrives, anytime
Bullets take flight when the fo’-five ignites
Some hearts skip a beat, some get blew out, and every light
put you in the site of youngsters with automatics
Bustin on shit to lay everything down even tourists and non-affiliates
These days, gun play is official with green lights on every block
Know the sign tells you too it’s not best to stop
On every corner, Cali niggaz are dumpin
You’ll be shakin your soul loose from the box at the coroner’s
Makin death not so foreign to ya
Niggaz got Rugers and M-14’s with enough,
ammo to leave an armored truck swiss cheese
I’ve learned to stay away from house parties
I’ve seen too many go and end up absent without leavin
Ain’t no, warm welcomings, my eyes have witnessed the bend in on
Nights that don’t sleep, and fireworks until dawn

Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!

[Hittman]
Now tell me – what the fuck is this man?
Niggaz doin brothers in worse than the Klan
Can’t even stand, in front of your buildin and chill
without yieldin, twelve-year-old children that kill
blood spillin, thugs be illin, unnecessary slugs
fillin the sky, usually drillin the one
that wasn’t willin to die, yes sir in the Killing Field
I got my, life preserver
And I’ll do my time for murder, these niggaz got the nerve to
question me – bout the colors that I got on?
Now see that red dot on your knot
Bout to get your whole crew shot on
A Soldier of Fortune, I’m the wrong nigga to plot on
Took him out on the spot before he even got on
my hitlist — peep this
I cock back, you bow down
Bust round, bloody the ground, retaliation sounds like this

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Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!
No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is
BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!!

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The Next Episode – Dr. Dre

(feat. Nate Dogg, Snoop Dogg)
[Snoop Dogg]
La-da-da-da-dahh
It’s the motherfuckin D-O-double-G (SNOOP DOGG!)
La-da-da-da-dahh
You know I’m mobbin with the D.R.E.
(YEAH YEAH YEAH
You know who’s back up in this MOTHERFUCKER!)
What what what what?
(So blaze the weed up then!)
Blaze it up, blaze it up!
(Just blaze that shit up nigga, yeah, ‘sup Snoop??)

Top Dogg, bite me all, nigga burn the shit up
D-P-G-C my nigga turn that shit up
C-P-T, L-B-C, yeah we hookin back up
And when they bang this in the club baby you got to get up
Thug niggaz drug dealers yeah they givin it up
Lowlife, yo’ life, boy we livin it up
Takin chances while we dancin in the party fo’ sho’
Slip my hoe a forty-fo’ and she got in the back do’
Bitches lookin at me strange but you know I don’t care
Step up in this motherfucker just a-swangin my hair
Bitch quit talkin, quick walk if you down with the set
Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope from this jet
Out of town, put it down for the Father of Rap
And if yo’ ass get cracked, bitch shut yo’ trap
Come back, get back, that’s the part of success
If you believe in the X you’ll be relievin your stress

[Snoop] La-da-da-da-dahh
[Dre] It’s the motherfuckin D.R.E. (Dr. Dre MOTHERFUCKER!)
[Snoop] La-da-da-da-dahhh
[Dre] You know I’m mobbin with the D-O-double-G

[Dr. Dre]
Straight off the fuckin streets of C-P-T
King of the beats you ride to em in your Fleet (Fleetwood)
or Coupe DeVille rollin on dubs
How you feelin whoopty=whoop nigga whut?
Dre and Snoop chronic’ed out in the ‘llac
with Doc in the back, sippin on ‘gnac (yeah)
Clip in the strap, dippin through hoods (what hoods?)
Compton, Long Beach, Inglewood!
South Central out to the Westside (wessyde)
It’s California Love, this California bud got a nigga gang of pub
I’m on one, I might bail up in the Century Club
with my jeans on, and my team strong
Get my drink on, and my smoke on
Then go home with, somethin to poke on (whassup bitch?)
Loc it’s on for the two-triple-oh
Comin real, it’s the next episode…

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[Nate Dogg]
Hold up, heyyyyyyyy
for my niggaz who be thinkin we soft
We don’t, playyyyyyy
We gon’ rock it til the wheels fall off
Hold up, heyyyyyyyy
for my niggaz who be actin too bold
Take a, seeaaaaaat
Hope you ready for the next episode
HeyyyeyyyeEYEYyyyEYYYY….
…. smoke weed everday!

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Ackrite – Dr. Dre

(feat. Hittman)
[Hittman]
It’s fuckin ackrite
Question is – can I get some? Knahmsayin?
Ackrite bitch
When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, youknahmsayin?
When I yank you by the fuckin perm
don’t be lookin at a nigga crazy
Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, youknahmsayin?
Let me break it down for y’all

It was just one of those days
when I wanted to catch sunrays
Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon
Nigga ? got room, grab the gat for misbehavors
and the chocolate faded boom, flossin hip-hop tunes
Zoom-zoom like the Commodores
Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin whores
Around the full good-to-go girls
like them ?? girls, ridin shotgun, baby
I be postin all-world in the ride
Sippin 151 that gave me too much pride to back down
Soon as we get to the beach I’ma put my fuckin mack down
I’m playin lead, not the background
It’s time to put Bronson on the map now
Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile
Cuties peep my style, if I don’t get some ackrite
I’ma have to ack-wild

[Chorus: sung by Hittman]

Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
Strap by my waistline, cause niggaz don’t fight
Sucker free for life, so you better think twice
(Aight? And a give a nig’ some ackrite)
I’m the type of nigga playa haters don’t like
Snatchin up your honey for some late night hype
And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite
(Aight? So give a nig’ some ackrite, right)

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[Hittman]
Uhhhhh.. drink kickin in, I’m stimulated
For those that don’t know big words, I’M FUCKIN FADED
Eighty-three degrees, ease to a shaded spot
Our first spot was cool til some gangsters made it hot
Now we plot and pose
plus we watchin hoes, with lots of flesh exposed
gettin swarmed by those type of niggaz
with no game but brown-nose
So I impose only like pros can
“Yo, is this your man?” “No.”
Grab the bitch’s hand, “I’m Hittman.”
Bling! Gold chain gleam
“You’re very eligible for my summer league team.”
Maybe too extreme cause the sister got steamed
Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern
I got mad spit flame on the name
Stefan, tattooed on her arm
Hoe you ain’t the bomb, must be a dyke
witcho’ lips swoll, and give a nig’ some ackrite

[Chorus (minus the word “Aight” both times)]

[Hittman]
Frontin on the ack-rite, causin me to act up
Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin slapped up
My homies crack up at the scene I made
Yo my actions ain’t serene when a nigga’s on fade
If it wasn’t for the one-time brigade
I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp
As cops parade I’m afraid it’s time to break camp
Make tracks, where else can we go to take hoes
from fake macks {*CAR HORN*} aiyyo, chase them girls
in that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her
neckbone, lookin back at us
Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy’s plush
They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush
Try to swing an ep tonight so I don’t have to keep in touch
Keep it on hush without the tip-in
Mackin interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin
Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to act

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[Chorus]

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Lil’ Ghetto Boy (Remix) – Dr. Dre

(feat. Snoop Doggy Dogg)
The Ghetto [8x]

[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Wake up, jumped out my bed
I’m in a two man cell with my homie Lil’ 1/2 Dead
Murder was the case that they gave me
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
I’m only eighteen, so I’m a young buck
It’s a ride, if I don’t scrap, I’m gettin’ stuck
But that’s the life of G, I guess
Ese’s way deep, shanked two in the chest
Best run cause brothers is droppin’ quicker
Ugn, too late, damn, down goes another nigga
Bouncin’ off the walls, throwin’ them dogs
Gettin’ that rep as a young hog
It ain’t nothin’ like the street life
You better be strapped with your shank
Cause ain’t no fist fight
So I guess I gots to handle mine
Since I did the crime, I gots to do my time

[Chorus:]

We run game in the ghetto
We gets high in the ghetto
We gets shot in the ghetto
You might get stuck in the ghetto
Lil’ Ghetto Boy

[Dr. Dre]
Now I’m holdin’ the dub, sittin’ on swoll
Twenty-seven years old, up for parole, stroll
I’m back up on my feet with my mind on the money
That I be makin’ soon as I touch them streets
Things done changed on this side
Remember they used to thump, but now they blast, right?
But it ain’t no thang to me
Cause now I’m what they call a loced ass O.G.
The little homies from the hood with grip
Are the ones I get with cause I’m down to set trip
Nigga, I’m bigger than you, so whatcha wanna do?
Didn’t know he had a twenty-two
Straight sittin’ behind his back
I grabbed his pockets and then I heard six caps
I fell to the ground with blood on my hands
I didn’t understand
How a nigga so young could bust a cap
I used to be the same way back
I guess that’s what I get (for what?)
For tryin’ to jack the little homies for they grip

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[Chorus]

[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Somethin’ for the real O.G.’s to get with
Some facts made our made
Now you runnin’ but I’m played
Like every single day, really doe
You know me, I’m the smooth macadamian
Gamin’em for my homie
No need in be uncalm, if you pack right
And learnin’ just enough to keep your sack tight
Late nights, I wonder what they get in for?
Early mornin’ on the corners, what they hittin’ for?
Seven young G’s put they serve down
In a G ride, Eastside’s where they swerve now
Not thinkin’ about what’s really goin’ on
Got crept on, stepped on, now they gone
I spent four years in the county
With nothin’ but convicts around me
But now I’m back at the Pound
And we expose ways for the youth to survive
Some think it’s wrong but we tend to think it’s right
So make all them ends you can make
Cause when you’re broke, you break, check it out
So ain’t no need for your mama to trip
Cause you’s a hustlin’ ass youngsta, clockin’ your grip

[Chorus]

Lil’ Ghetto Boy

That’s the life of a G, I guess
The ghetto [3x]

That’s the life of a G
That’s the life of a G, I guess
The ghetto [3x]

That’s the life of a G. The ghetto
That’s the life of a G, I guess
The ghetto

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