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Dr. Dre - Xxplosive (feat Hittman, Kurupt, Nate Dogg & Six Two)
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Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
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Hittman
Hittman
Вокал
Nate Dogg
Nate Dogg
Вокал
Kurupt
Kurupt
Вокал
Camara Kambon
Camara Kambon
Клавишные инструменты
Colin Wolfe
Colin Wolfe
Бас-гитара
Sean Cruse
Sean Cruse
Гитара
Six-Two
Six-Two
Вокал
Soul Mann & The Brothers
Soul Mann & The Brothers
Артист в сэмпле
Taku Hirano
Taku Hirano
Ударные инструменты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Автор песен
Nathaniel Hale
Nathaniel Hale
Автор песен
Ricardo Brown, Jr.
Ricardo Brown, Jr.
Автор песен
Craig A. Longmiles
Craig A. Longmiles
Автор песен
Hittman
Hittman
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Продюсер
Mel-Man
Mel-Man
Продюсер
Richard "Segal" Huredia
Richard "Segal" Huredia
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Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
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Xxplosive, West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying "Thank you" 'cause they tell me my shit's the bomb Xxplosive For my niggas drinking Cognac, smoking weed, 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 shit, nigga Over-dosage, imperial pistols ferocious Fuck a bitch, don't tease, bitch, striptease, bitch Eat a bowl of these, bitch, gobble a dick Hoes forgot to eat a dick and shut the fuck up (fuck up, bitch) Gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up and get my cash (cash) Backhanded, pimp-slapped backwards, and left stranded Just pop your collar, pimp convention, hoes for a dollar Six-Deuce in a plush, six-deuce Impala Pimping hoes from Texas to Guatemala Bitch niggas pay for hoes (hoes) just to lay with hoes (hoes) Relax one night and pay to stay with hoes (hoes) Captain Save-'Em-All-Day (bitch), well, save this dick Bitch nigga, you more of a bitch than a bitch You ain't into hittin' pussy or hittin' a switch You into hitting bitches off with a grip, you punk bitch 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 dope 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, mm-mm 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 be) Still jockin' gangsta dicks Damn, girl, you think you're slick? Somebody better get this bitch, this bitch 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 23-year-old pussy fiend and freakaholic Pimping bitches on the regular, I put that on the G A hustler and a player: Nowadays, it pays to be Let me drop some shit about this bitch I used to know She gave your boy the head and said, "Don't let nobody know" A bona fide pro, I had to grab the ho She got freaky in your sixty-four, I skeeted in her throat Been knowin' the ho for four days, pimpery pays And I bet you didn't know that she go both ways She ate her best friend, I left them hoes at the Mo' They be beeping me and shit, but we don't kick it no more Them hot hoes is fiending, they on the nuts But bitch, I'm out your pussy when I nut, for real Xxplosive!
Writer(s): Isaac Hayes, Nathaniel Hale, Craig Longmiles, Ricardo Emmanuel Brown, Andre Romell Young, Brian Bailey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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