213 Lyrics

Album: The Hard Way

213 Tha Gangsta Clicc Lyrics

[Snoop Dogg]

 Hehe, yeah that's that shit right there

 Is this that shit that make a nigga just

 It remind me of, matter of fact I"ma tell y'all

 I wasn't gonna share this but I'll share it witch'all

 Check this out

 

 I slid up in a party where some suckers was at

 Out of bounds slipping fucking with this hood rat

 My homeboy told me that the bitch wasn't shit

 But I didn't give a fuck cuz this twin a Crip

 The first young nigga with a baseball cap

 Tried to hit a nigga up until he seen how we strut

 I'm like 'Nigga, take two steps back

 now lower your voice before you get pimp slapped'

 I know you seen me on your MTV raps

 Way back in the days when I was with Fab' Five Freddy

 I told you then, I told you now, boy I stay ready

 Don't sweat it, we'll get him and then met him

 Talk shit for a minute then deal with him

 Hail Mary, call Makavelli to come and save your ass

 Cuz I'ma put my Chucks up in it so quick and so fast

 You use some act-right like LaBetty

 and let you know that I'm the king of this motherfucking city

 Like Frank White, Nino Brown, John Gotti, Tony Soprano

 Joey Banana and the great Tony Montana

 All of 'em mixed in one fixed to done

 I like playing six-to-one

 This is fun, shooting my guns, counting my funds

 and walking on you bitch niggaz that run

 I'm from

 

 [Chorus - Snoop Dogg]

 213 the gangsta clicc

 21 motherfucking 3 nigga

 All we do is the gangsta shit

 Gangsta shit, biatch

 213 the gangsta clicc

 Haha and you know it, nigga

 All we do is the gangsta shit

 Y'all know what's happening

 Haha

 

 [Warren G]

 I shoot 'em up, I bang bang

 Or we can duke 'em up but you know you can't hang

 Still from the Beach, still a g thang

 213 in the house and you know how we came

 We came to party homie, so back up

 Plus up in the club, y'all don't have a body

 I bust guns, you bust guns

 Difference is my bullets probably touch the sun

 Want some? Come and get it

 On your marks, get set, blah!

 That's coming with it

 They won't stop, they'll get it, you don't get it

 It don't stop, still dont love bitches

 My G-niggaz, holler if ya hear me (Gangstas!)

 Speak it loud and clearly

 If you feel me raise your cups (East Side, Long Beach)

 Blaze it up

 And we from

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Nate Dogg]

 You can call me Lil' Meeno

 Crazy motherfucker plus I'm Texas C-Notes

 His finger on the trigger but it way too slow

 You didn't see me coming so we missing his dome

 213 and we gone

 You can call me Nate King Cole

 Smooth motherfucker when it come to these hos

 All damn dimes up in every area codes

 Gangsta shit, yep and all the hos know

 When they go rolling in the stretch Navigator

 We gon' get it baby girl now or later

 she said she wanted to play so I played her

 Made a promise to pay, but never paid her

 Ain't that a hater

 It's just she's a goddamn ho

 And all of my niggaz know

 They knowin' since '94

 Wherever we go, she gon' go

 

 [Chorus]