ฟังเพลงXxplosive (Explicit)

Xxplosive (Explicit) - Dr. Dre/Hittman/Six-Two/Nate Dogg

Lyrics by：Dr. Dre/Isaac Hayes/Andre R. Young/Craig Longmiles/Nathaniel Hale/Ricardo Brown, Jr./Nate Dogg/Brian Bailey/Craig A. Longmiles

Composed by：Dr. Dre/Isaac Hayes/Andre R. Young/Craig Longmiles/Nathaniel Hale/Ricardo Brown, Jr./Nate Dogg/Brian Bailey/Craig A. Longmiles

Xxplosive west coast s**t

My nigga-ish ways attract

Girls that used to turn they back

Causing me to yank they arm

Impose like I would do them harm

Now I'm saying thank you 'cause they tell me

My shit's the bomb xxplosive

For my n***as drinking Cognac

Smoking w**d always pack

More than one firearm chrome rims riding on

Chronic in your system let

Me know my shit's the bomb xxplosive

West coast s**t n***a

Overdosage imperial pistols ferocious

F**k a b***h don't tease b***h strip tease b***h

Eat a bowl of these b***h gobble the dick

Hoes forgot to eat a dick can shut the f**k up

Gobble and swallow a nut up

Shut up and get my cash

Backhanded pimp-slapped backwards and left stranded

Just pop ya collar pimp convention hoes for a dollar

Six-deuce in a plush six-deuce Impala

Pimping hoes from Texas to Guatemala

B***h n***as pay for hoes just to lay with hoes

Relax one night and pay to stay with hoes

Captain save-'em-all-day well save this dick

B***h n***a you more of a b***h than a b***h

You ain't into hitting p***y or hitting the switch

You into hitting b***hes all for the grip you punk b***h

B***h

All my real dogs still kick it with me

All my down hoes still tricking with me

All the true gangstas know

Nate ain't never love no ho

All the hoodrats still shake it for me

All my true fans still checking for me

All the real smokers know

Nate ain't passing nothing but dro indeed

Real trees chronic leaves no seeds

When I met you last night baby

Before I blew your 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

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 making gangsta hits

You'll be still jocking gangsta dicks

D**n girl you think you're slick

Somebody better get this b***h

I got these freaky hoes clapping they hands stomping they feet

Every now and then they put they mouth on me

Nowadays a G like me can't even call it

A twenty-three year old p***y fiend and freakaholic

Pimping b***hes on the regular I put that on the G

A hustler and a player nowadays it pays to be

Let me drop some s**t about this b***h I used to know

She gave your boy the head and said don't let nobody know

A bonafide pro I had to grab the ho

She got freaky in your '64 I skeeted in her throat

Been knowing the ho for four days pimping repays

And I bet you didn't know that she go both ways

She ate her best friend

I left them hoes at the mote'

They be beeping me and s**t

But we don't kick it no mo'

Them hot hoes is fiending they on the nuts

But b***h I'm out your p***y when I nut fo' real

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