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Album: The Hard Way

Lil' Girl Lyrics

[Nate Dogg]

 Lil' girl from the ghetto

 Ran away from home

 She ran away from home (Nananana)

 Tried to be a fucking woman

 Acting way too grown (Tooo grown, whoa whoa)

 Then she ran across the border

 Homie, 24-inch chromes (24-inch chromes nananana)

 Now she walking down the track, stripping

 With them brand new high heels on (Hahaha good God)

 

 [Warren G]

 She too young for me so I passed her to the next dude

 Got hood fame, what a shame what X' do

 Hang with a crew that love getting revenue

 With a description of 1972

 Now who's the mack in the 'Lac leaning to the side

 24s gleaming, sitting up high?

 Ride and won't die but you young bitch

 Spit words so fly, get you sprung, bitch

 Young Slick, his name, chasing Don Juan fame

 Trying to replace him with modern day game (We don't hate)

 Then shoot if you mess with his prostitute

 And what I hear, he got a lot to shoot

 Now what if dude get your crew Slick got one too?

 Don't let the pimpin' fool you, he got hot ones too

 Blew his brains out, now he catching chain out to Chino's

 Slick got caught up fucking with a young dogg

 

 [Snoop Dogg]

 My nigga Slick was a gangbang motherfucking lunatic

 Nigga out to get a grip, sworn in to do this shit

 Nigga only do this shit and make this shit official

 A little bitty nigga quick to hit you with the pistol

 Ain't no motherfuckers squabbin' me, and that's on 20s

 Plenty niggaz felt the wrath of his deuce-deuce gun blast

 Ask Cuz on the corner with the bullet holes his chest blast

 Dumb-dumb don't want come test

 Cuz he'll lay you to rest, tattooed with a set on his neck

 Demanding respect, Crip or die, is how he ride

 Long Beach, East Side roll in two times

 Every nigga on the yard know Cuz' rep

 A straight gangsta for life, and I love that

 It's not just a job, fool it's a lifestyle

 And when you're slipping, woo-wam-lights-out

 

 [Nate Dogg]

 Lil' boy from the ghetto

 You're greased up khaki's on (Nananana)

 Used to be a ball player, homie

 What the fuck went wrong? (Whoa whoa)

 Used to see him on the corner daily

 Hand up on his throne (Ahh yeah nananana)

 Tried to knock him off a bank recently

 25 to life, so long, he gone