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(feat. Treach (Naughty By Nature)) Intro: Treach It's Time to throw your dubs up Time to tear da fuckin' clubs up Chronic 2 on the Jersey Set For all you niggaz who ain't heard me yet WE RIDE! Chronic 2000. Still Smokin' Baby. [Verse 1: VK] Release the funkiness out of that chain Let's see who remain Let's see who got the mack with the irreputable indisputable brain, well unquestionably it's VK Holler Mayday, I'm comin' out to play, la la na na yo, years wit' papi cause I knew what I could do It's that, take the microphone and hold my own against any crew cuz, All I live to do is this Flex my plex and release cres and layed back with the sticky buddhists Partna it don't even make no sense to be percise Atomic lyrics hittin' ya boots makin' your fingaz drop the mic Handle your buisness, who's da first eye to eye witness or view the pain on the brain And plus get put on my shit list I'm takin' bolders, slashin' 'em Don't forget about your wrists, I'm takin 'em pullin you SongtexteLike you was a Bitch Huh, My shit is addictive like that sticky green chronic Had you lookin' up in the sky, thinkin' you bionic [Hook: Treach] It's time to throw your dubs up Westside... It's time to tear da fuckin' clubs up That's Right... Chronic 2 on the Jersey Set Eastside... For all ya'll niggaz who ain't heard me yet He's right... [Verse 2: Treach] Okay, Black ??Dime Blaze??, the new millenium I got a dick to smack a bitch and make her Kitty cum Fuck wit Dimes, plus I trickle wit' the ghetto nickles Fuck 5-0, I got a land with air-stolen missles Death Row, and you thought this shit was shut Down Fuck you , you might see me, 'Pac and Suge buying weed from a chronic spot uptown Cuz niggaz ain't dead, they fed, rollin' wit Jersey 30,000 Prophet niggaz is wildin' Cuz we da niggaz dat'll jack yo ass, smack yo ass take all yo ass's caps and cap yo ass You started fuckin' wit da beast from the east ??Baz?? from the west, ???? from the south, and nothin' less from the midwest Like Next I'm too close on two coasts, Numero uno, it's khujo, bitch you know On the side that'll snatch a snitch, Catch yo Bitch Wrap a kix, Then smack yo rick [Hook: x2] [Verse 3: VK] Why try, I came to get a glimpse of yo whole clan off But for yo rapidness, so woman to man, it stands off I want the cultural girl for you but the zhory stacks ran off Ima make the world see what I already saw Me gaze switchin' the gang now I be a legit baller We could go straight up or we could switch it to sesaw I spray gats, so no love, with the power to sure improve You pray for my destruction, I execute the plan that you used I don't care who you send, no one is equivelent I took your shit now you look annerexic on thin thin Death Row ain't finished So now you must be the antiwitness leaft diminishin' come up on a hustler climbin' ya rippin' ya by ya juggler, disconect yo mainframe and disrespect ya like I punted ya Mad atcha, unleash your ??disbecatin'?? death row gat atcha Livin' wit the Sai, its the one that's gonna get back at ya [Hook: x2] [Hook: x2] Aus Songtexte Mania