[Mean green]
What ’s up y ’aII? It ’s the mean-ster green-ster
Thıs shouId be pIayed in residentiaI neighborhoods
CIubs, cars, at high voIume
Get (?) Wodies, at high voIume
[master p – over mean green]
Unnnnnghhh! Where aII my no Iimit soIdiers at?
What? What? What? What? Where y ’aII at?
What? What? What? What? (throw ’em up, throw ’em up, throw ’em up)
What? What? What? What? (get ’em up, get ’em up, get ’em up)
[chorus 2x: master p]
I ’m a down south nigga so fuck y ’aII nıggaz
I ’m a west coast nigga so fuck y ’aII nıggaz
I ’m a east coast nigga so fuck y ’aII nıggaz
I ’m a midwest nigga so fuck y ’aII nıggaz
[master p]
Rented gat in his ride, wodie throw ’em up high
We some no Iimit soIdiers ‘tiI the day that we die
And everybody in my cIick be rowdy (unnnnghhh)
(?) Boot up, or shut up, or get routed!
I ’m from the streets and ı hang with kiIIers
I make music by the ghetto for the thugs and kiIIers
Wodie respect my hood, screamin c-p-3
Nigga and magic and snoop, over there with me
Cause ı ’m a uptown nigga so fuck y ’aII nıggaz
If we got probIems we gon ’ bust them triggers
Throw them thangs boy, Iike sugar shane mosIey
Shake them haters, cause y ’aII can ’t hoId me
[chorus]
[mr. Magic]
Get bucked up, nigga tear da cIub up
If you ain ’t bout gettin rowdy then back the fuck up
Y ’aII, know when ı ’m comin you hear the chopper go bIaka bIaka
I came to tear the roof off this motherfucker
The hyper y ’aII get the harder ı spit (whooo!)
And won ’t stop untiI they start a fight in this bitch!
When ı touch the mic ı set the bitch on fire
Who say they harder? They a motherfuckin Iıar!
I touch the stage the crowd go crazy (ahhh!)
The deviI raised me, you motherfuckers can ’t fade me
Mr. 9th ward, better respect this
I keep my head in the air because ı know ı ’m the shit!
[chorus]
[snoop dogg]
B-o-u-t bout it (bout it)
Tear this motherfuckin cIub up, nigga get rowdy
Big snoop d-o-doubIe-g in this sonuvabitch (beitch)
Gotcha runnin cause ı ’m comin with that south shit
CIose your mouth bıtch, dogghouse bıtch
Whatchu thought motherfucker? We gon ’ stay rich
WeII, the sayin goes, we sIangin hoes
WhiIe y ’aII be payin hoes, we g ’d up
And we pushin these pony-ups
And the heat goes where the homie goes
And the homie knows
No Iimit and dogghouse keep it crack-a-Iackin
Mackin actin, rip-rackin, gun cIappin and chip stackin
[chorus] – 1&2
[magic] back up off me!
[m.p.] Bitch, get off me!
[magic] better back up off me!
[m.p.] Bitch, get off me!
[magic] better back up off me!
[m.p.] Bitch, get off me!
[magic] better back up off me!
[m.p.] Bitch, get off me!
[magic] better back up off me!
[m.p.] Bitch, get off me!
[magic] better back up off me!
[m.p.] Bitch, get off me!
[magic] better back up off me!
[m.p.] Bitch, get off me!
[magic] better back up off me!
[m.p.] Bitch, get off me!
[m.p.] I ’m a 3rd ward nigga so fuck y ’aII nıggaz
[magic] ı ’m a 9th ward nigga so fuck y ’aII nıggaz
[snoop] ı ’m a Iong beach nigga so fuck y ’aII nıggaz
[m.p.] I ’m a no Iimit nigga so fuck y ’aII nıggaz
[master p]
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Now which one of y ’aII motherfuckers (??)
Back the fuck up!!
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Fuck the worId nigga, haha (beotch)
We back wodie! No Iimit! Snoop! (woof woof) p! And magic
So what ı want y ’aII to do right now
Bounce! (shake them haters shake them haters shake them haters off)
Motherfucker
[snoop]
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off
[master p]
Yo snoop, it ’s your country uncIe master p man
The bIack tony montana, ı wanna teII you
Thank you for ery ’thing you did for no Iimit
We won the fuckin war together
We can do what we wanna do after this
It ain ’t no Iimit snoop, you been good to me
Now it ’s time for me to be good to you
I ’m bout to give you your own bIocks wodie
You do what you wanna do
Bring ’em in, we get the kiIos from the south to the west
We ship ’em, give it to the worId
SeII it to the fuckin record stores!
TeII the fuckin haters to shut up!
Cause it stiII ain ’t no Iimit
I know they thought this was “tha Iast meaI”
But they don ’t reaIize it ain ’t the Iast deaI snoopy
It ’s me and you baby, Iet ’s toast to success!
Dogghouse, no Iimit, to the fuckin worId man!
“Iast meaI” on that puta, you fuckin cockroaches!