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dr. dre - the next episode (radio version) lyrics

[chorus: snoop dogg & kurupt]
la+da+da+da+dah
it’s the one and only d+o+double+g (snoop dogg, snoop dogg)
la+da+da+da+dah
you know i’m mobbin’ with the d+r+e
yeah, yeah, yeah
you know the west coast is back for all you suckers
what? what? what? what?
so put somethin’ in the air (blaze it up, blaze up)
put it in the air, yeah (blaze it up), ‘sup, snoop?

[verse 1: snoop dogg]
top dogg, bite ’em all, yeah, i’m burnin’ it up
d+p+g+c, you should be turnin’ up (turn it up)
c+p+t, l+b+c, yeah, we hookin’ back up
and when they bang this in the club, baby, you got to get up
cuz homies, thug homies, yeah, they givin’ it up
lowlife, yo’ life, boy, we livin’ it up
takin’ chances while we dancin’ in the party fa sho
slipped my girl a forty+fo’ when she crept in the back do’
chickens lookin’ at me strange, but you know i don’t care
step up in this mother (what?) just a+sw+ngin’ my hair
trick, quit talkin’, crip walk if you down with the set
take a bullet with some grip and take this dope on this jet
out of town, put it down for the father of rap
and if you happen to get cracked, trick, shut yo’ trap
come back, get back, that’s the part of success
if you believe in the s, you’ll be relievin’ your stress
[chorus: snoop dogg, dr. dre, kurupt]
la+da+da+da+dah (it’s the one and only d+r+e)
it’s the motherf+ckin’ d+r+e (dr. dre, you little bustas)
la+da+da+da+dah

[verse 2: dr. dre]
you know i’m mobbin’ with the d+o+double+g
straight off them k!ller streets of c+p+t
king of the beats, you ride to ’em in your fleet (fleetwood)
or coupe deville rollin’ on dubs
how you feel? whoopty whoop, what?
dre and snoop hittin’ corners in the ‘lac (in the ‘lac)
with d.o.c. in the back, sippin’ on ‘gnac
clippin’ all the amps, dippin’ through hoods (what hood?)
compton, long beach, inglewood
south central out to the westside (westside), it’s california love
this california bud got your boy a gang of pub
i’m on one, i might bail up in the century club
with my jeans on, and my team strong
get my drink on, and my smoke on
then go home with somethin’ to poke on (what’s up, trick?)
loc, it’s on for the two+triple+oh
comin’ real, it’s the next episode

[outro: nate dogg & dr. dre]
hold up, hey
for my n+ggas who be thinkin’ we soft, we don’t play
we gonna rock it ’til the wheels fall off
hold up, hey
for my n+ggas who be actin’ too bold, take a seat
hope you ready for the next episode
hey, hey, hey, hey
yeah, up in smoke, comin’ at ya
up in smoke, yeah
up in smoke, comin’ at ya
up in smoke, yeah
up in smoke, comin’ at ya
up in smoke

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