Lyrics:

(Dr. Dre) (Yeah, what up Detroit?) Nah-uh, nah-uh uh-uh oh no he didn't They didn't do it again Wha-what? What? You shit on these niggas two times Dr. Dre? (Oh fo'sure) Uh-uh no You smell that? This is special right here Wha-what? Wha-what? What? It's a toast to the boogie baby To tha boogie oogie-oogie Yeah ya know What's cracking Dre? [tha Dr. Dre] Jus let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit On Slim's shit, start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit!) Throw on Guilty Conscience at concerts And watch mosh pits till motherfuckers knock each other unconscious (That's right nigga) Some of these crowds that Slim draws Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and full of cars Some of these crowds me and Snoop draw Is niggas from Crenshaw, from Long Beach to South Central (Whoa!) *Girl screams Not these niggas again, these grown ass ignorant men With hand triggers again (Shit) You and what army, could harm me D-R-E and Shady with Doggy from Long Beach (Snoop, Eastside) We came a long way to making these songs play It a be a wrong move to stare at me tha wrong way I got a long ooz- and I carry it all day Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just being An-dre But I... [Snoop Dogg] Somehow someway Hello nigga! You know about Doggy, Snoop Dogg Now let me cut these niggas up And show 'em where tha fuck I'm comin' from I get tha party crackin' with the shit that I be spittin son Hit and run, get it done, get the funds, split and run Got about 50 guns, and I love all of 'em the same Bang! Bang! Damn baby girl what's yo name? I forgot, what'd you say it was?-acapo