Dr. Dre Xxplosive (feat Hittman, Kurupt, Nate Dogg, and Six Two) Lyrics

[Six-Two]
Xxplosive, West coast s___
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 s___´s the bomb
Xxplosive.. ..for my n____z drinkin Cognac, smokin weed, always pack
mo´ than one, firearm, chrome rims, ridin on
Chronic in yo´ system, let me know, my s___´s the bomb - Xxplosive..

[Kurupt]
West coast s___ n____
Overdosage - imperial pistols ferocious
f___ a b____; don´t tease b____, strip tease b____
Eat a bowl of these b____, gobble the d___
Hoes forgot to eat a d___ can shut the f___ up!
Gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up and get my cash
Backhanded, pimpslapped 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
b____ n____z paid for hoes, just to lay wit hoes
Relax one night, and paid to stay wit hoes
Captain Save´Em all day (b____) well save this d___
b____ n____, you more of a b____ than a b____
You ain´t into hittin p____, or hittin the switch
You into hittin b____es off of the grip, you punk b____

[Nate Dogg]
All my real Doggs still kick it wit me
All my down hoes still trickin wit me
All the true gangstas know
They ain´t never love no hoe
All the hoodrats still shake it for me
All my true fans still checkin for me
All the real smokers know
They 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
Hmmm-hmmmhmmmm...
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 d___s
d___ girl you think you slick
Somebody better get this biiitch, this biiiitch

[Hitman]
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 p____ fiend and freakaholic
Pimpin b____es on the regular, I put that on the G
A hustler and a player, nowadays it pays to be
Lemme drop some s___ about this b____ I used to know
She gave ya boy the head and said don´t let nobody know
A bonafide 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 s___, but we don´t kick it no mo´
Them hot hoes is fiendin, they on the nuts
But beitch, I´m out ya p____ when I nut, f´real

{Exxplosive..}

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