[Dr. Dre sample]
Here’s what they think about you [x3]

[Snoop Dogg snippet]
Your rappers an artistes, tell 'em "shut it up"
'Cause I’ll fuck every last one of them up, especially Kurupt
See that’s my lil homeboy so he know what’s up
He betta keep crippin and slip his clip in
'Cause these n***as trippin, this is official business

[Dr. Dre sample]
Here’s what they think about you

[Daz Dillinger snippet]
Kurupt
It’s yo worse day
Suge Knight
We go shoot you up on yo birthday
We go give it up in the worst way, an we gon’ shoot you n***as up cause it’s yo birth

[Dr. Dre sample]
Here’s what they think about you

[Daz Dillinger snippet]
Mothafucka, I’m a Death Row killa, Suge Knight can die
Kurupt Young Gotti it’s on when we find you
[Dr. Dre sample]
Here’s what they think about you

[Daz Dillinger snippet]
Kurupt (U ain’t shit)
Suge Knight you bitch ass n***a (U ain’t shit)
An all ya mothafuckaz around the world (U ain’t shit)

[Dr. Dre sample]
Here’s what they think about you

[Baz Azz snippet]
Switch what happened (Kurupt) when you talk
And you gon’ die if I hit you bitch, so just watch it
6 banana clips, each with 50 rockets
N***as don’t have no hits, n***as got empty pockets
N***as can’t handle this, you bitches just need to watch it
It’s a rap cause n***a you can’t rap
So get a strap and pack, get a sack and wrap it
Kurupt (U ain’t shit)
Suge Knight you bitch ass n***a (U ain’t shit)

Die n***a (die n***a)

[Intro]
Oh yea, it ain’t over mothafuckaz
Keep it real gangstered up Kurupt Young Gotti
Hey peep dis shit out right
Hey busters ain’t allowed no more, busters need to beat it
Take that punk
All you rich ass fake busters out there, an all you underlings
Man suck a dick n***a, Soopafly suck a dick, punk
N***a what! You little bitch
Please believe that, an what’s the words
You wanna see a real one n***a
It’s cool, heads up it’s the king
(Hey n***a why you fuckin with me!)
[Verse 1]
God damn, I’m glad ya’ll set it off
They call you Soopafly, bitch yo name Soopsoft
First you was done for piano, now you wanna act hard like d Sopranos
Hey lil mini bitch, shut the fuck up and eat a big dick
N***as ain’t go slap shit
N***a what’s crackin, what’s happnin
I’m still drinkin Hennessy without ya’ll
Still goin overseas without ya’ll
My woman would sack yo bitch out punk, now fuck yourself
Yo bitch ass n***a now yo stuck yourself
Yo bald head hoe, little soopabadu
I got 3 words for you, n***a fuck you!
I’m gangsta, and you’re not
You just a bitch that ain’t even from the Long Beach blocks
Hide your rag, tuck it in before I fuck you up
Eva since you came around you been lil Kurupt
Tryna rap, lettin Snoop tear yo ass on wow
Put balls on yo chin and a dick in yo mouth
I already gave yo ass a pass
Go in a swap meet like Daz and then whoop yo ass
I’m a gangsta, an you’re not
Gettin fucked out yo beach and rhymes an yo jeans
That’s why Snoop fucked the Soopa in the ass wit no Vaseline
Part 2 punk
[Chorus]
This is for d G’s that fuck all you bustas
This is for you bustas, you are fake ass G’s
I wanna knock n***as talk out they mouth
Daz, Soopa, bitch ass Snoop
Baby Humpy said it an I did too
You take fat ass Daz, I take Snoopy Snoop
The bitch fucked ya’ll out, ima throw fire at you folks
N***a with no Vaseline

[Verse 2]
Daz, whack ass records, whack ass Daz, goofy fat ass
Black ass bad ass, what a bitch
Ima tell you n***as like this-n***a
You wanna see Gotti, I’m just too prolific
Poetical range and n***as in danger
Talkin bout a switch
And now Snoop’s dick is smellin like fat ass Daz shit
Act like a hoe, get treated like one
Hide on 17 don’t come out
Come to LA an Ima show you what we’re bout
You ever got stomped till you can’t breathe, n***a
Can’t get up punk, or can’t leave n***a (fat n***a)
Wanna see me on the mic with a gangsta scene
N***a n***a eat a dick, just like a mothafuckin popsicle
N***a with no Vaseline
Number 2 bitch

[Verse 3]
Snoop got off the row like a bitch
Been slid out the row like a bitch
You run from the row like a bitch
You need to just strip and suck Don Juan dick
Long Beach is tryna reinvent it, n***a what’s yo gimmick
Now you huggy bear platform with gold fish in it
Hoe you need a empty clinic
You went from Death Row to doin porn to poppin cris wit piss in it
Saying you the lieutenant of no limit
You couldn’t G rap n***a, even with a lisp in it
I’m a geranimal animal, dog shot example
Maker I’m Hitler, I’m Hannibal in da worst way
Shoulda known you was a bitch from the first fuckin day
Lookin gay with them fake ass Gucci glasses
I’m a teflon soak shirt stainer
(Welcome ladies an gentleman, Snoop’s d first gay banger)
Immaculate peripherals, Gotti’s bald Desert Eagle
Tearing out they wingspan, shred through yo regal
N***as with hepatitis, west nile virus
Mosquito larvae spittin that Pimp Slapp'd garbage
And ain’t even payin your artists, you see
I should fuck you up for Chan and Tray Deee
This is what I see, 2 to the spleens
Spectacular blowout the back of you with no Vaseline
Lil bulimic bitch, part 2 punk

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Number 2, bitch
Yea, we gon’ smash dese suckers
Oh ya’ll wanna trip, yea aight
Yea Jiggs, let dese bitch n***as know som’n like