[Verse 1:]
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Another day another dolla for the top dogg with the gold flea colla
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Nigga make the whole dogg world wanna holla
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The way they do my life and I'm steady tryin' to do more right
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so trife your life could disappear
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and if you aint careful who you fuckin' wit nigga
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Now reappear come here come near so you can hear what I spit
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So sick and tired of niggaz standin on that "G" shit
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and just because you on starz wit some khakis
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and think your rap style can out rap me and now jack me
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come here nigga slap yo self
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thats probably why yo shit still sittin' on the motherfuckin shelf
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and mine sold out ever since it came out
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blue carpet roll out, #1 no doubt, mo' clout, down south, mixin' it up
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with dem niggaz that don't never hesitate to bust
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what you niggaz tappin' on my front door for?
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Hmm oh you lookin' for yo hoe? (you heard)
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We in the hotel room doin' the zoom
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and let me let you know nigga my heat goes boom
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and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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[Verse 2:]
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I'm back on the scene, chopping green
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captain on the team, call me commissioner nigga
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so just listen up look like you bored and our boy's bridges
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he hangin' wit dem niggaz but dem niggaz straight bitches
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left a nigga hangin' at the club when it was scrap time
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then a week later gave him a shot on in a rap line
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now they in a New York rap time
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rapper turned snitch now you livin' on a main line
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money's too tight to mention but let me mention
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when dem niggaz in da kitchen find out he's snitchin'
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they gon' get him and when his homies find out he's snitchin
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9 times out of 10 dat nigga gon be bitchin
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(you know what) you know what transformin' is switchin'
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and oh yeah informin is snitchin
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but I aint one to tell you aint heard from me
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I'm just an MC tryin to stay super free
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and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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[Verse 3:]
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Look here fool I know this game in and out
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and quit tryin to tell me bout dem niggaz down south
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don't try slide wit that west side love shit
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that dove shit eat a dick bitch
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I can can read you from the giddy
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I read you I took you to my home and I fed you
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and led you upstairs upstairs to a room with 37 niggaz
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that was strapped up hatin' waitin' on you nigga you the victim
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we don't don't pick 'em we just stick 'em and when once we get 'em we got 'em
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we try to rid the streets of creeps and freaks
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like you for all y'all snitches and bitches
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we gonna do the world a big favor
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cuz niggaz like y'all be fuckin' up the gangsta flavor
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and oh yeah it aint no west coast thang
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cuz niggaz out of town got birds that sing
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and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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breakdown [echo]
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breakdown [echo]
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Top Dogg
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No Limit
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yeah
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LBC
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My Heat Goes Boom
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Snoop Dogg |