Lyrics:

[Feat. Snoop Dogg] [Snoop Dogg] Soldiers.. Gangstaz, gangstaz.. whassup my nigga? Yeah I'm fin' to fall off into this party with my lil' bitch mane It's in her neighborhood Nah you ain't gotta roll with me it's all good I trust her dog Aw nigga shut up nigga, I hear you, don't trip Well the party didn't start til I walked in and I probably won't leave until I finish this Henn' but in between time or in the meantime I slid my bitch in the back do' an she crept in with the nine We came here together so we can have fun Me and you baby goin one on one It's yo' hood so I figure it's good But if them niggaz start trippin I ain't trippin shit I ain't Hollywood We handles ours from the all-stars to the handlebars with buckshots comin from the homies in the cars Aww yeah; how y'all wanna play this Naw hold on let me see how should I say this The bitch that I was wit tried to set me up Whatever fuckin reason would they wanna wet me up and get me up out the bitch wit da heat and a party wit a gang of off brands and a freak (where you from) I gotta dust em if I rush em and these niggaz don't look like they wanna tussle (fuck em) I'ma creep to the who-ride - all by my lonely Nigga didn't bring damn homie I wish I woulda, but I didn't I'm fuckin wit dis hood rat (bullshit ya bullshittin) That's whats wrong wit niggaz Steady thinkin wit ya dick, and puttin faith in a bitch Dogg is chillin, makin a killin What more can I say?