Letras:
D O A My Old Man S A Bum

my old man's a bum livin' on skid row. drinkin his bay rum. he don't give a shit about you. vanilla extract, bay rum. 1, 2 fuck you

the things we'd grow to be Had a partner named Snoop, loved to clown a stank Smoke a pound a day, commenced to down a drank Shooting craps in the alley

twinkle twinkle. Hop out like a G, say pleased to meet you. Can we elope and go smoke somewhere peaceful? It's the N...O... AH. Baby kiss me, hug

with the beans and rice Got a head full of lice cause I'm a such a scum Got a pocket-full of money, but I'm dressed like a bum Got a business mind so

that M-P-H-M-S (Memphis) H-C-P, to the E-N-D, others gone be less Come prepared, man I swear they wanna be down with my team Don't let the shit talkin

the mix - just O.K. me Now known and grown when they're clocking my zone it's known Snakin' and takin' everything that a brother owns Hard - my calling

your J A W Who a nigga on the run, eatin' P.O.W.s Strapped with arrows and the chrome B O W? It's no act yo, no This chick can keep my dick Between

7: Dinco D L - O - N - S! zeeker with zest zen jive as crazy minds combine elevating the maze of a cartible character scripture of a picture picture mister D

my Five-Double-O Roll up my window asshole your lettin' out all the smoke You never waste a blow, motherfucka don't you know? I'm a weed head, P.O.D