Dr. Dre - Xxplosive - Album Version (Edited) lyrics

Hittman: Xxplosive, west coast sh** My n***a-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm impose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My sh**'s the bomb, xxplosive For my n***as drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always pack More than one firearm, chrome rims, riding on Chronic in your system, let me know my sh**'s the bomb, xxplosive Kurupt: West Coast sh** n***a Overdosage imperial pistols ferocious f** a b**h don't tease b**h, strip tease b**h Eat a bowl of these b**h gobble the dick Hoes forgot to eat a dick can shut the f** 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 Pimping hoes from Texas to Guatemala b**h n***as pay for hoes, just to lay with hoes Relax one night, and pay to stay with hoes Captain Save-'Em-All-Day, well save this dick b**h n***a, you more of a b**h than a b**h You ain't into hitting p**y or hitting the switch You into hitting b**hes all for the grip, you punk b**h Nate Dogg: All my real dogs still kick it with me All my down hoes still tricking with me All the true gangstas know Nate ain't never love no ho All the hoodrats still shake it for me All my true fans still checking for me All the real smokers know Nate ain't pa**ing nothing but dro indeed Real trees, chronic leaves, no seeds When I met you last night baby Before I 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 making gangsta hits You'll be, still jocking gangsta dicks Damn girl you think you're slick? Somebody better get this b**h, this b**h Six-Two and Hittman: I got these freaky hoes clapping they hands, stomping they feet Every now and then they put they mouth on me Nowadays a G like me can't even call it A twenty-four year old p**y fiend and freakaholic Pimping b**hes on the regular, I put that on the G A hustler and a player, nowadays it pays to be Let me drop some sh** about this b**h I used to know She gave your boy the head and said don't let nobody know A bonafide pro, I had to grab the ho She got freaky in your '64, I skeeted in her throat Been knowing the ho for four days, pimping repays And I bet you didn't know that she go both ways She ate her best friend, I left them hoes at the mote' They be beeping me and sh**, but we don't kick it no mo' Them hot hoes is fiending, they on the nuts But b**h, I'm out your p**y when I nut, fo' real (Xxplosive)