SNOOP DOGG - Hell Yeah (Stone Cold Steve Austin Theme) lyrics
(feat. W.C.)
[sound of glass shattering]
[Snoop] Yeah, ha ha, Snoop Dogg
[W.C.] Dub C.. heh, yeah
[Snoop] All up in here, bay-bay.. yeah
[W.C.] Uh-huh
[Snoop] Straight G thang, yeah
[W.C.]
Code of the night is droppin these thangs on your dome
Hittin up my enemies, mad doggin em with a heart full of stone
BLAM BLAM! Kickin yo' door down, throwdown, dirty and low down
It's bout to go down, who ready for the showdown?
Which one of y'all wanna be the first to get tossed in the tussle
Buckle, choked up by these muscles and, taste these knuckles
Lost I'm runnin em all, haters I'm gunnin em all
Tricks I done done em all then I ain't go no love for none of y'all
I'm comin through like a Brougham, givin it up with both hands
Slaughterin your whole fam, rippin up the program
Total chaos, deadly as snake eyes, so cain't
none of you bustaz hurt me - fool I'm a G with no mercy
[Snoop Dogg]
When I say, "Hell" - you say, "Yeah"
(c'mon) Hell - yeah (c'mon) hell - YEAH
(c'mon) Hell - YEAH! (everybody c'mon) hell - YEAH!
(everybody-body) Hell - YEAH!
(c'mon, c'mon) Hell - yeah (ha ha)
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
If you down with these hits say HELL YEAH
If you came to get busy say HELL YEAH
If you like what you see say HELL YEAH
If you down with me, say HELL YEAH
If you like what you see say HELL YEAH
If you came to get busy say HELL YEAH
If you down with 'Stone Cold' say HELL YEAH
Party people in the house say HELL YEAH
[W.C.]
Gettin my bail on, swell on, far from a rookie
I SPIT in your face and look at ya dare ya to say somethin to me
Temper tantrum, smash random, quick to put you in a casket
The fool that run up is that fool to get his ass kicked
[???] you the ones, it's an open invitation
These ass-kickins I'm dishin they got no discrimination
Patience, long gone, I'ma, chalkin em off
Walkin up bombin on sight cause I'm through talkin to y'all
Hands up loc I'm lit up, fed up, ready to bust, shakin em up
Wettin em up, slangin these knuckles cameras I'm gettin em up
Raised on the turf where we, slay for the turf
And I'm the realest rider to walk the, face of this Earth
Strapped you best to be, ain't no standin next to me
Checkin me, thought I warned you cowards about testin me
Pressin me, see the game of pain, yo I'ma plug it
I'm so rugged - shhhh, I'm cold blooded
[Chorus]
[W.C.]
Yeah, y'all know what time it is
Y'all know how it's goin down
No surrender no retreat no takedown
Beanie Mac cookin up the track
That's right, Snoop Dogg and Dub-C ridin in the back
Make sure y'all know what time it is
Huh huh, yeah, we gon' make this happen
for everybody out there, the heat bangers, and headbangers
Check this out - what's crackin homey?
[Chorus]
[Snoop]
All up in this be-i-itch
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"Lay Low"
(feat. Butch Cassidy, Tha Eastsidaz, Dr. Dre)
[BEEP]
[Dr. Dre]
Ay ay Snoop whattup? This your nigga Dre
Ay man I was thinkin I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin album
So check it out, put this on there:
All you motherfuckin haters out there, can suck my motherfuckin dick!
And we still smokin, what?!
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
For the nigga who be talkin loud and holdin his dick
Talkin shit, he better LAY LOW
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
Now she sick, she better LAY LOW
For the niggaz who be claimin my hood
and really ain't from my gang, better LAY LOW
I hope he don't be thinkin I'm just talkin
and I won't do a thing, really HOPE SO!
[Snoop Dogg]
Hmm, lay low, nobody move until I say so
Limo tint rollin deep like the President
See I don't go to clubs, I never chase a bitch (beitch)
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
Return of the Top Dogg, and ain't no stoppin this
Whatever the case, I ain't tryin to catch it
Lay low, blow big dope, and slang records
Unseen but well heard, do not disturb
The only reason you alive cause I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will emerge
from the smoke and go loc, you shouldn't provoke
I bring the worst from the L.B.C.
Smash motherfuckers thinkin they gon' smash on me
Snoop and Dre give a FUCK about what y'all say
From the "World's Most Dangerous Group" - N.W.A
Ay, ay
[Butch Cassidy]
Our rise, it was no surprise
I always knew these fools would trip
Hatin, fakin, schemin on mine
and on the down low talkin shit
Best move cause I refuse to lose
no matter which damn road I choose
So lay low cause you might be bruised
Top story on the evening news
I ain't for games, so if you wanna play 'em lay low
Lay down on the floor
I'm in a rage, so if we gotta do this let me know
That's what I came fo'
[Goldie Loc - Eastsidaz]
Where that nigga who be talkin shit?
He don't come around no more because I fucked his bitch
I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezin the tits
Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips
She tried to make me cum, but I was tryin to take her home
Dropped you off and seen you fishin on your raggedy Brougham
Coulda thumped you and the dog (you little fag)
And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong
[Tray Deee - Eastsidaz]
Booyaka booyaka, we bring it straight to ya
From 22's to Luger's the shit that shoot through ya
Who you motherfuckers think the Top Dogg bang with?
The same click he came with and made the game flip
Now niggaz grow they hair, hope they stayin act hard
That's even tho' yo' CEO talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
[Master P]
Whassup pimpin? It's P and Snoop
With Dre on the beat, this ain't nuttin but loot
They call me Jackhammer for all the bread I got
but they call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got
I keeps it real-ah, cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me cause I'm a million dolla hitta
It's, No Limit til I D-I-E
C-P-3, or Richmond, Cali's where I be
[Chorus]
JOB DONE
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