[Intro: WC | Nate Dogg]
Re-twist
What's up, Snoop?
Yeah
Turn the music up a little bit
Uh, yeah, a little bit louder, right there
(In the name of the streets)
[Verse 1: WC]
Click-click, boo-yah! Dub kicked the frame in
Nigga, let the games begin
As I stand in, tossed the tall can on a campus
Out the land of the scandalous, takin' penitentiary chances
Sick wit' it, off the ric' wit' it
Blue beanie knitted; freshly acquitted
Grind-grimey, the big body and a big body
With lyrics and 'draulics hotter than the Mojave
Sellin', global bailin', career felon
Escalade, three-braid-beard-wearin'
Fuck it, I thug for free and thug to eat
Niggas call me hog head 'cause I love the cheese
Gangstas, hustlas, pimps, if you follow me
Let me see you put them hands up like a robbery
I solemnly swear to stay down and slang the C
I spit in the name of the streets
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
I'm gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)
I'm gon' stay fly (I'm gonna stay fly)
I'm gonna bust (I'm gonna bust)
Hold my hood up high (Throw my hood up high)
In the name of the streets
I'm gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)
I'm gon' rich ride (I'm gonna rich ride)
I'm gonna ball (I'm gonna ball)
Hold my hood up high
In the name of the streets
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
This the itty-bitty nigga from the city they call LB (LB)
What you know about the D-O-G?
I keep my peeps wit' a bag of treats
On the streets, my nephews beat that beat and keep that heat
In the cut and indiscrete
Me and Dub-C crippin' cousins in this industry
A lot of y'all pretend to be
Wanna "ce" friends wit' me, and then wanna sleep wit' the enemy?
Want some, get some, bad enough, take some
Suckers poppin' off, I'm 'bout to take one
Break son, make done, don't want none
And just 'cause we talkin', what you doin' C-walkin'?
It's not just a dance, it's a way of living
Now if you're C-walkin', you best'a "ce" Crippin'
And that go for kids, too, and R&B singers
Nigga, quit Crip walkin' if you ain't a gangbanger
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
I'm gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)
I'm gon' stay fly (I'm gonna stay fly)
I'm gonna bust (I'm gonna bust)
Hold my hood up high (Throw my hood up high)
In the name of the streets
I'm gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)
I'm gon' rich ride (I'm gonna rich ride)
I'm gonna ball (I'm gonna ball)
Hold my hood up high
In the name of the streets
[Bridge: Nate Dogg]
I told a woman I don't love her, but she wants to go
I told another that I want her but she wants to ho
I ain't a hater, I'm a player, so I fucked 'em both
In the name of the streets
[Verse 3: WC]
This is for them G ni'as
Dub-S and my East ni'as
Both side street ni'as
This is for them DJs coast to coast movin' this
Spinnin' in them turntables that bomb Peruvian
Smashes, best trappers for cash and
Dumpin' blunt ashes outta them S-Classes
This is for them riders, ridin' for them M's
Ghetto-ass ni'as on them big shiny rims
Thrashin' ya, back at ya, bringin' it massive
I drop it on ya drastic, another hood classic
Bump the "Ghetto Heisman," seeing "more cabbage"
A street ni'a livin' on CEO status
Unlock the rack, Def Jam, cock it back
Recess is over, I want my spot back
Who's the next out the city to blow? Comin' at 'em
In a pea coat and Stacy Adams, you're lookin' at him
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
I'm gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)
I'm gon' stay fly (I'm gonna stay fly)
I'm gonna bust (I'm gonna bust)
Hold my hood up high (Throw my hood up high)
In the name of the streets
I'm gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)
I'm gon' rich ride (I'm gonna rich ride)
I'm gonna ball (I'm gonna ball)
Hold my hood up high
In the name of the streets
[Outro: WC | Nate Dogg]
Yeah, WC, the Ghetto Heisman
(In the name of the streets)
Swingin' through a hood near you
