Letras:
Bomb The Bass Hey You

, Suge what I tell you nigga, when I come out of jail what was I gonna do I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right Watch this, hey

You wish you could hang, like I hang Dwells in the C-P-T, the hood thing G, the trigga finger, I'ma get you Hit you, the Tech 9, I'ma split you Ain't

symbol. The platinum trio's back on you hoes. [Chorus: Eminem] So crack a bottle, let your body waddle. Don't act like a snobby model. You just hit the

shot straight through Texas [Lateef (Gift of Gab):] Ay yo Gab (what's up) show them what you have (alright!) I know you're itching for this microphone to grab (and you

Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty Shake that thing in all the city of sin An' hey shorty, I know you wanna party And the way your body look You

Funk Doctor Spock You wish you could hang, like I hang Dwells in the CPT, the hood thing G, the trigga finger, I?ma get you Hit you, the Tech 9, I?ma

when you party with me Its what we into, it's simple We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King Kong

, Suge what did I tell you nigga When I come out of jail what was I gonna do I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right Watch this, hey

outta order, people in the corners Don't you see it, can't you feel it? Floorfiller Crank up a bass that can raise up the roof A bomb diggy drum comin