Lyrics Voo Doo - Game

Dj Haze and New Dreezy Devil is getting it to the street
All over the streets
Right here on Slap Wall Street Radio so back the fuck off (devil, devil)
The hazing has begun

Time for the re-up
Since everybody wanna be us
Then G up
Blaze the motherfuckin′ weed up

Time for the re-up
Since everybody wanna be us
Then G up
Blaze the motherfuckin' weed-weed up

Everywhere we go they showin′ us love
And by the time we leave they throwin' up dubs
I've been in this shit, almost got 10 in this shit
Your favorite rapper I done been in his bitch
Who showed you how to put gold D′s on a Bentley?
The nigga that showed me, he from Eastside 20′s

I'm the West Coast Don, the Compton phenom
That drop bombs on you niggaz, nothin′ but dope rhymes
I was coached by the O.G.'s, taught to stay low-key
Now everybody know me, Mr. Fuck the Police

Unite the Coast, bury the snitches
All my niggaz got two strikes and they stare at your bitches
Like what the fuck you gon′ do when niggaz run up on you
With a gun up on you and pull the trigger, nigga?
Welcome to California

Just enjoying time with my family and uh, my friends
And, you know, just readying myself for my next last album
Done, yeah? Last album, one more and I'm gone
I think three, you know, three classic albums are good for me man, you know, I got my point accross
I was, you know, a prominent figure on the West Coast and even a more bigger
You know, a more big, uh, I was a bigger figure
A figure and uhm, hiphop as a whole I think I made my impact
And, you know, enough for my name to be said, remembered
And, you know, uhm, Dr. Dre working with Em
And, you know, him, you know, moulding me
And helping place me amongst hiphop′s solid emcees
Is good enough to me man, you know?
Done, yeah, last album