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The Next Episode
by Dr. Dre
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La-da-da-da-dah
It's the motherfuckin' D-O-double-G (Snoop Dogg!)
La-da-da-da-dah
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 em 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, crip 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 S you'll be relievin' your stress
La-da-da-da-dah
It's the motherfuckin' D.R.E. (Dr. Dre motherfucker!)
La-da-da-da-dahh
You know I'm mobbin' with the D-O-double-G
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
Hold up, wait
For my niggaz who be thinkin' we soft
We don't, play
We gon' rock it til the wheels fall off
Hold up, hey
For my niggaz who be actin too bold
Take a seat
Hope you ready for the next episode
Hey ey
Smoke weed everday!
La-da-da-da-dah
It's the motherfuckin' D-O-double-G (Snoop Dogg!)
La-da-da-da-dah
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 em 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, crip 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 S you'll be relievin' your stress
La-da-da-da-dah
It's the motherfuckin' D.R.E. (Dr. Dre motherfucker!)
La-da-da-da-dahh
You know I'm mobbin' with the D-O-double-G
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
Hold up, wait
For my niggaz who be thinkin' we soft
We don't, play
We gon' rock it til the wheels fall off
Hold up, hey
For my niggaz who be actin too bold
Take a seat
Hope you ready for the next episode
Hey ey
Smoke weed everday!
