From The D 2 The LBC (Clean)

From The D 2 The LBC (Clean) - Eminem (埃米納姆)/Snoop Dogg (史努比狗狗)

Lyrics by：C. Broadus

Composed by：C. Broadus

Yeah it's been a minute

This probably should have happened a while ago

F**k it we're here now though let's go

Yeah man what the f**k

Yo yo Snoop

Oh man

Let me see them buds man

That s**t's the size of my hand

Dogg-maybe I'll relapse what the f**k

That's how I know that I'm in the studio with the Doggy

In Californ-E 'cuz my homie from Long Beach

Always got that bomb w**d that's why I feel a calm breeze

Every time I palm trees

Get it

Just like that blonde bleach

I went platinum then so did my albums

Calvin's turning me into a zombie

Cuz these buds are like The Hulk

They're twice the size that his arm be

His zombie

And that is some strong green

Got a contact my contact lenses are foggy

I might end up in Walgreen's

Pharmacy with my arm asleep gone off lean mixed with Dramamine

I will treat Paula Dean like a f**kin' human pinball machine

Bouncin' balls off her tonsils

If ya'll are seekin' the smoke I got all the w**d

I am a walking motherf**kin' m*******a leaf

And I'm here to stay

My reign's so definite

Deaf in it

My longevity needs a hearing aid still wearing Hanes

T-shirts I done bodied some features with legendary names

Was there when Dre turned the Chronic to monetary gain

'Cause d**e is addictive just like they call it m*******a

Cause like marriage you wanna marry Jane

It's like you and Spiderman feel the very same

My adversaries came

But these little degenerates are my lineage

When it comes to pockets weren't many if

Any as skinny as mine b***h I was penniless

Now I'm plenty rich and the s**t don't make any sense

Cents

I was in a motherf**king pinch like a titty twist

Now I'm sitting as pretty as each penny is

While I'm penning this in the lab on you guinea pigs

I'm finna' fool I'm in effect

Gimmie the semi and when I pull the big guns out

That trigger pull it until the motherf**kin' s**t runs out of bullets

Somebody better call an ambulance

You live it will be miraculous I got more hits than a contract killer

Like caterpillars that don't got antennas

Other words I don't got no god d**n fillers

Feelers

Mt Westmore you did not plan for this

From Detroit all the way to Los Angeles

Put your doobies high if you reside in 213

Let's see them blunts raised

Whether you Eastside or Westside of the 313

Let's see them guns blaze

Make money moves like the matrix

Make more mount motivation

Roll up more meditation

I'm watching the moves that you make might wanna stick to the basics

Military mindset locked in cocked in

Making sure the mission is profitable

Ain't no mission impossib-ble

One phone call and my monsters will go

Dump phones hop in a Mazda and go

F**k that y'all stay

N***a I'm finna go

Think you slick boy this Crip

You ain't ready to take it where I'm finna go

Mafia rules

You making a mockery me a monopoly

Speak on my flow my n***a I'm mopping 'em

Slept on my flo' now n***as is copying

N***as be opping through all this opulence

Give me a task I conquer it

This ain't the time for pondering

You n***as is slandering this real s**t n***as be honoring

On god

You looking for followers and not watching my n***as that's following

N***a f**k them likes

I'm like like what like my n***a young Problem

East side East up

My n***a Eminem woke the beast up

Let ya'll ride now a n***a want it back like the lease up

Think it's a game you gone see sum

Ain't no peace you'll be missing a piece of ya

N***as popped off now sheets on 'em

Mama all mad kids all sad d**n my bad

Send a few coins to the coroner

Please make a sweet for 'em

N***a I don't hop on tracks I leap on 'em

In the fields with the cleats on 'em

Steve Job of the cannabis mob

In due time n***a knew it be mine

Suge knew I'd go platinum the minute I signed

If you're looking for the facts I'm the n***a to find

Young n***a sold crack in the middle of pine

To being the face of this cripping

Long Beach these seas is different

4 man with the put on

Still getting bread with the n***as I put on

Yea yea

I Put my hood on

S**t got cold I put my hood on

Yea yea

Marshall and Calvin both from the gutter like public housing

Now we both performing for 100's of thousands

Wearing no makeup but we still be clowning muthaf**kas

Put your doobies high if you reside in 213

Let's see them blunts raised

Whether you Eastside or Westside of the 313

Let's see them guns blaze

My Detroit n***as verse everybody

My Long Beach n***as verse everybody

My Detroit n***as leave with a body

My Long Beach n***as shoot up the party