Funkin' for Jamaica / Ain’t No Fun (If the Homies Can’t Have None) [Mixed]

[Intro: Ricky Harris] (Do it for the culture) 'Cause we gon' make it a little misty in here tonight This is DJ EZ-Dicc On the station that slaps you across your fat ass with a fat dick [Verse 1: Nate Dogg] When I met you last night, baby, before you opened up your gap I had respect for you, lady, but now I take it all back (Do it for the culture) 'Cause you gave me all your pussy and you even licked my balls Leave your number on the cabinet and I promise, baby, I'll give you a call Next time I'm feelin' kind of horny, you can come on over and I'll break you off And if you can't fuck that day, baby, just lay back and open your mouth 'Cause I have nevеr met a girl That I love in the wholе wide world [Verse 2: Kurupt] Well, if Kurupt gave a fuck about a bitch, I'd always be broke I'd never have no motherfuckin' indo to smoke I gets loced and loony, bitch, you can't do me Do we look like BBD, you hoochie groupie? I have no love for hoes That's somethin' that I learned in Tha Pound, so how the fuck am I supposed To pay this ho just to lay this ho? I know the pussy's mines, I'ma fuck a couple more times and then I'm through with it There's nothin' else to do with it, pass it to the homie, now you hit it 'Cause she ain't nothin' but a bitch to me And y'all know that bitches ain't shit to me I gives a fuck, why don't y'all pay attention? Approach her with a different proposition I'm Kurupt, ho, you'll never be my only one (Trick-ass bitch) [Chorus: Nate Dogg] It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none [Verse 3: Snoop Dogg] Guess who's back in the motherfuckin' house With a fat dick for your motherfuckin' mouth? Hoes recognize, niggas do too 'Cause when bitches get scandalous and pull a voodoo What you gon' do? You really don't know So I'd advise you not to trust that ho Silly of me to fall in love with a bitch Knowin' damn well I'm too caught up with my grip Now as the sun rotates and my game grows bigger (Uh-huh) How many bitches wanna fuck this nigga Named Snoop Doggy? I'm all the above I'm too swift on my toes to get caught up with you hoes But see, it ain't no fun If my homies can't get a taste of it, 'cause you know I don't love it [Verse 4: Warren G] Woo, hey, now you know Inhale, exhale with my flow One for the money, two for the bitches Three to get ready, and four to hit the switches In my Chevy, '64 red, to be exact With bitches on my side, and bitches on my back So back up, bitch, because I'm strugglin' Just get on your knees and then start jugglin' These motherfuckin' nuts in your mouth It's me, Warren G, the nigga with the clout