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(feat. Eastwood, Spider) [repeat x2] Oh the real, the row Oh the real, y'all hoes [Eastwood talking] The row, dogghouse is 'em Fuck 'em, representing the row nigga How you gonna get fuck Kurupt and Suge nigga You bitch ass nigga You started over here you hooker ass nigga Fuck all y'all niggaz [Eastwood] It ain't nothing but murder and Suge been running you bitch niggaz for years where's the realness at, why the fuck you popped up and disappear what you niggaz wasn't gangsta enough for the row spittin envy on your record Snoop Dogg you a hoe how could you ever be a leader when don-won got you twurlin your bouton like a fucking cheerleader to small for the white beader when I catch you slippin, im trippin, and dippin nigga you still ain't crippin with a death row wife, and death row kids Letras de cancionesand everybody knowin that spanky ain't his I heard you got cancer so you stopping your smoke looking like you got aides for being Dr. Dres hoe now its too late you weinie ass nigga, you done dissed you old puny motha fucker you ain't fucking up shit and I put that on my row chain nigga, when I see you I'm knocking you out biotch [Chorus x2] Oh the real, the row Oh the real, y'all hoes [Eastwood in background] Soopafly fuck you Daz Dillinger fuck you Snoop Dogg eat a dick [Spider] We done tried to kick back and be humble with the hoe the whole world know you don't wanna rumble with the row pick up the magazine while I stumple in the stoe these bitch ass niggaz is mumbling some more complaining like girls rumble the row bro slow with the tongue and you fumble with the flow Tray Dee told me that you's a bitch Snoop Dogg and in the streets you don't fuck around with Goldie but its a trip cause he's suppose to a hogg and that nigga was a PCD up parolie im a neigborhood factor, homeboy you's a actor ask yo man Squeeze who really attracted smoking ????? your work can't hurt the hogg Daz bitch ass snitching in the Murder Dog either further y'all nigga tried to end his life cuz the homie was running dick all in his wife thats some real, shit too hard that they don't wanna deal with and he needs to quit, and bow down to a real Crip Double O G is you smokin, you ain't lokin nothin but that Eastsida Long Beach tokin run out by the thugs that was really provken the beef and know the truth from the moment that is spoken im tokin out you hoes, leavin your shirt soakin with blood Bad Azz know his jaw is gettin broken [Spider talking] hey Snoop thats why I'm fuckin your moms Barry holla at your step pops you'll has some bomb ass pussy [Ganxsta Ridd] Once apon a time on the row West Coast there was a rapper name Snoop with extended cornrolls he would always bark about this and that when it came down to it that man would never strap he had a crew he rolled with yea them Dogg house cats he called you snoopy droopy how layol was that now kick back and smoke give you something to think about your boy Snoop don't play what you left with his mouth wasn't thinking bout the diss til we heard Pimp Slap'd now its all about 45 Glocks and Macs who you gon slap Crook, who you gon slap Kurupt you ain't slap this shit Eastwood will fuck you up yea and the homies ain't chromes off your table we roll inmates so fuck yo label im tha G-A-N-X-S-T-A, GANXSTA fuck a Snoop Dogg on the tribe I'm a bang 'em [Chorus x2] Oh the real, the row Oh the real, y'all hoes [Eastwood & Ganxsta] yo money we got it yo paper we get it boss up nigga don't get that ass toss up heaters we pop 'em yo bitches we knock 'em nigga we run the west and you a punk and chucks yo money we got it yo paper we get it I think its time to show the world you a hoe heaters we pop 'em yo bitches we knock 'em don't ever bite the hands that feed you its the row [Eastwood talking] Yea nigga haha, +Pimp Slap'd+ How you gon +Pimp Slap'd+ a nigga Nigga when you too small for the wifebeater haha Yea that shit's funny as hell Sucka ass nigga eat a dick nigga its the row nigga Huh now back to some important shit From Letras Mania