Sinister Mob

[Nate Dogg]

I don't know if you don't, but I know

Whenever the wind blows

I be chasin all of my cheese

Think I'm lyin? Silly ne-gro please

My niggaz is out to get rich

Better watch out man, cause they sick

Somebody better get this dick

I'm about to get Sic'Wid dis shit

Although them niggaz is tight as tight as me they never will be

So what some niggaz is famous man some niggaz is out for they G's

Some niggaz is lovin hookers man some niggaz send hoes to they knees

Some niggaz will rescue a bitch

some skanless niggaz'll let the hoe bleed

[Chorus 2X: Nate Dogg]

If you gon' ride nigga go'n ride (zzzzoom)

If you gon' hide nigga go'n hide (witcho' bitch-ass)

If you gon' shoot nigga go'n shoot (doo doo doo doo doo doo)

If you gon' spook nigga go'n spook

[E-40]

The cherries, sirens, got me layin, po-po penelopes make

noises, throughout the night, bring the yellow tape

They so, lost, bodies bagged up

Streets, blocked off, victims AIRlifted up

Lieutenants, bosses, block monsters, kingpins

Funkin, beefin, killin they best friends

And to prevent bloodshed we used to try to reason

But right now it's a drought, and ain't nobody eatin

So therefo' (therefo') there the problem right there

Ain't no jobs provided, so I'ma blame the mayor

Sinister mob, throughout the town

Y'all grew up on this shit, y'all love the sound

Y'all threw up on the shit, all on the tar

Got you twisted with the shit, dang near wreck yo' momma's car

Dirty needles, welfare checks

Poverty, despair, housin projects

[Chorus]

[E-40]

Smeb with me, and Nate Dogg

M.D. 20/20 see that them breathin alcohol

Took a 40 to the head with me

Eightball, let your anger out, throw it up against the wall

{*glass breaks*} I dropped a C-note, didn't miss it

A little skank from the other side picked it up and kisses it like

{*smooch*} Good luck, you deserve it and you makin it

Even though, my boyfriend n them be hatin it

I'm a top hat, them cats is mouses

I sport ice, cost mo' than niggaz houses

I'm nothing close to bein fake

I tried to tell them tricks a long time ago to get in this rap game

but it's too late

I'm on my way to my (where) studio session

Switchin ears, tryin to get a better reception

Changin gears, super size

Poppin wheelies in my, brand new ride

[Chorus]

[E-40]

Glow in the dark night vision, solar ray tinted glass

Power heated side through mirrors, ?? back airbags

Off the new with the stump

My Cadillac DTS Deville 32 valve ain't no punk

Get up outta here some ol' jacklin and square

hollered adjitudes and ate the gravel

I said I ain't no mark-ass any ol' rapper

Potnah I was built for battlin

And about all that ol' jaw-jackin you doin potnah I ain't playin

You get your head put on flat, think it's a game

I got choppers done fucked with jelly jaws

Screwed a few, bitches in my car

A temper problem, I can't hide

Issues, violence, problems deep inside

[Nate Dogg]

Although them niggaz is tight as tight as me they never will be

So what some niggaz is famous man some niggaz is out for they G's

Some niggaz is lovin hookers man some niggaz send hoes to they knees

Some niggaz will rescue a bitch

some skanless niggaz'll let the hoe bleed

[Chorus] - 1.5X