Dr. Dre feat. Hittman, Kurupt, Nate Dogg & Six-Two - Xxplosive (Edited) paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Xxplosive (Edited) - Dr. Dre , Kurupt , Nate Dogg , Hittman



Xxplosive, West coast shit
My nigguh-ish ways attract, girls that used to turn they back
Causin' me to yank they arm and pose like I would do the harm
Now I'm sayin' thank you 'cause they tell me, my shit's the bomb
Xxplosive, for my niggaz drinkin' cognac, smokin' weed, always pack
Mo' than one, firearm, chrome rims, ridin' on chronic in yo' system
Let me know, my shit's the bomb, xxplosive
West coast shit nigga
Over dosage, imperial pistols ferocious
Fuck a bitch, don't tease bitch, strip tease bitch
Eat a bowl of these bitch, gobble the dick
Hoes forgot to eat a dick can shut the fuck up
Gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up and get my cash
Backhanded, pimp slapped backwards and left stranded
Just pop ya collar, pimp convention hoes for a dollar
Six-Deuce in a plush, six-deuce Impala
Pimpin' hoes from Texas to Guatemala
Bitch niggaz paid for hoes just to lay wit' hoes
Relax one night and paid to stay wit' hoes
Captain save 'em, all day, bitch well save this dick
Bitch nigga, you more of a bitch than a bitch
You ain't into hittin' pussy, or hittin' the switch
You into hittin' bitches off of the grip, you punk bitch
All my real Doggs still kick it wit' me
All my down hoes still trickin' wit' me
All the true gangstas know
Nate ain't never loved no hoe
All the hoodrats still shake it for me
All my true fans still checkin' for me
All the real smokers know
Nate ain't passin' nuttin' but dope indeed
Real trees
Chronic leaves
No seeds
When I had you last night, baby
Before, I blew yo' mind
(Blew-blew-blew your mind)
I thought we had a chance, lady
No more, now that I'm sober you ain't that fine
Don't wanna treat you wrong
Don't wanna lead you on
Here baby, hit the bong
While the west coast rolls along
While we, still makin' gangsta hits
You'll be, still jockin' gangsta dicks
Damn girl you think you slick
Somebody better get this bitch, this bitch
I got these freaky hoes, clappin' they hands, stompin' they feet
Every now and then they put they mouth on me
Nowadays a G like me can't even call it
A 23-year old pussy fiend and freakaholic
Pimpin' bitches on the regular, I put that on the G
A hustler and a player, nowadays it pays to be
Lemme drop some shit about this bitch I used to know
She gave ya boy the head and said don't let nobody know
A bona fide pro, I had to grab the hoe
She got freaky in yo' sixty-fo', I skeeted in her throat
Been knowin' the hoe for fo' days, pimpery pays
And I bet you didn't know that she go both ways
She ate her best friend, I left them hoes at the mall
They be beepin' me and shit, but we don't kick it no mo'
Them hot hoes is fiendin', they on the nuts
But bitch, I'm out ya pussy when I nut, f'real
Exxplosive



Writer(s): CRAIG LONGMILES, RICARDO BROWN, ISAAC HAYES, NATHANIEL HALE, ANDRE YOUNG, BRIAN ANTHONY BAILEY


Dr. Dre feat. Hittman, Kurupt, Nate Dogg & Six-Two - 2001
Album 2001
date de sortie
16-11-1999



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