Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, BJ the Chicago Kid Pressure

Snoop, Snoop, Snoop Ah, ah Got this city on my back, nigga, Eastside savages Pistol grip pump on my lap, automatic shit Indo smoke, fuckin' with a nigga cataracts Roll down the windows, sound of the battle axe Popo outside lookin' for the shooter Whole set with me, we don't need no approval Always sleep with one eye open, Snoop Dogg the ruler Finger on the trigger, watchin' these niggas Swingin' down on my chariot dodgin' the law Lookin' in my rearview, nigga, guess who I saw (Who?) Dre the dopeman cookin' that dope He was servin' that bass, I was sellin' that coke Doin' 'bout a hunnid on these century spokes With a pocket full of money and a fat ass rope Precious diamonds on my fingers like I'm Lord of the Rings Liftin' up my left leg just to piss on your dreams Now when I let the dog out These pussy cats get frisky I think you took the wrong route My nigga, that shit risky Psycho, I know, you don't want a light show Eyes low, maestro, smokin' on that nitro Motherfucker, be real (Be real, pressure) No, you don't wanna fuck with the Man of Steel (Oh, oh, pressure) And look at her in them heels Do anything for a dollar bill Talkin' 'bout mass appeal, ooh (Oh my god) Pressure Been a long time comin', now we back on the move Nothin' to prove, it's just another rendezvous Speakin' of which, I'm lookin' for a bitch to please Which of these in need of a different breed? (Yeah) Yard dog in the yacht club, no etiquette She said she wanna eat a hot dog, I'ma relish it You ever met a billionaire with a million fetishes? This ain't for the delicate, all my shit is effortless (Dead) That's how I like my fuckin' presidents Thirty years later and your nigga still relevant Top of the world, yeah, nigga, that's my residence Eastside Crip shit, gang bang etiquette Now when I let the dog out These pussy cats get frisky I think you took the wrong route My nigga, that shit risky Psycho, I know, you don't want a light show Eyes low, maestro, smokin' on that nitro Motherfucker, be real (Be real, pressure) No, you don't wanna fuck with the Man of Steel (Oh, oh, pressure) And look at her in them heels Do anything for a dollar bill Talkin' 'bout mass appeal, ooh (Oh my god) Pressure