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[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
[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