Xxplosive Lyrics

Xxplosive lyrics

[six-two]

 Xxplosive, west coast shit

 My nigguh-ish ways attract, girls that used to turn they back

 Causin me to yank they arm and pose like i would do the harm

 Now i'm sayin thank you cause they tell me, my shit's the bomb

 Xxplosive.. ..for my niggaz drinkin cognac, smokin weed, always pack

 Mo' than one, firearm, chrome rims, ridin on

 Chronic in yo' system, let me know, my shit's the bomb - xxplosive..

 

 [kurupt]

 West coast shit nigga

 Overdosage - imperial pistols ferocious

 Fuck a bitch; don't tease bitch, strip tease bitch

 Eat a bowl of these bitch, gobble the dick

 Hoes forgot to eat a dick can shut the fuck up!

 Gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up and get my cash

 Backhanded, pimpslapped backwards and left stranded

 Just pop ya collar, pimp convention hoes for a dollar

 Six-deuce in a plush, six-deuce impala

 Pimpin hoes from texas to guatemala

 Bitch niggaz paid for hoes, just to lay wit hoes

 Relax one night, and paid to stay wit 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 the switch

 You into hittin bitches off of the grip, you punk bitch

 

 [nate dogg]

 All my real doggs still kick it wit me

 All my down hoes still trickin wit me

 All the true gangstas know

 Nate ain't never loved no hoe

 All the hoodrats still shake it for me

 All my true fans still checkin for me

 All the real smokers know

 Nate ain't passin nuttin but dope indeed...

 Real trees...

 Chronic leaves...

 No seeds...

 

 When i had you last night, baby

 Before - i blew yo' 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

 Hmmm-hmmmhmmmm...

 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 makin gangsta hits

 You'll be - still jockin gangsta dicks

 Damn girl you think you slick

 Somebody better get this biiitch, this biiiitch

 

 [hitman]

 I got these freaky hoes

 Clappin they hands, stompin 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

 Pimpin bitches on the regular, i put that on the g

 A hustler and a player, nowadays it pays to be

 Lemme drop some shit about this bitch i used to know

 She gave ya boy the head and said don't let nobody know

 A bonafide pro, i had to grab the hoe

 She got freaky in yo' sixty-fo', i skeeted in her throat

 Been knowin the hoe for fo' 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 mall

 They be beepin me and shit, but we don't kick it no mo'

 Them hot hoes is fiendin, they on the nuts

 But beitch, i'm out ya pussy when i nut, f'real

 

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