We Came

[Intro: E-40]

The 213, the 707, the 41510, biatch

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]

You see the main thidang about the gidame

It's to be sidold and not tidold

Have a couple babies and let it get old

To be praised and respected by big and the little

Riddled by the stock exchange rock game

Get close, overdose as the West Coast chop game

Nick him but don't cut him

40 Water and The Click, on DPG, I had to fuck wit' him

[Verse 2: E-40]

Uh-fuh-uh, follow that cab, it got dope in it, uh

My nigga Snoop got some hoes in it

Uh, uh, centerfold Suzettes all secret and sacrеd

Can't wait 'til we get 'em both nakеd

We act so bad up in this bytch (Bytch), gravy over rice

More game than Fisher Price, bitches pay the price, uh

Why in the hell are you so ignorant? Uh

Why is your slang so illiterate?

[Chorus: Nate Dogg & Suga-T]

We came to rock your body, rock your soul

We came to rock your body, rock your soul

We came to rock your body, rock your soul

We came to rock your body, rock your soul

[Verse 3: Suga-T]

Hoes, we know these groupies come from everywhere, yeah

Gotta put these ki's in the pot, boss playa playa

Check this plot, click on this, smob on that

Suga-T paper, fa shizzy, scridatch

[Verse 4: Daz Dillinger]

It's so simple to make it happen, more paper to keep the scratch

Bent off the Hurricane, chillin' and relaxed into the shit

I keep it bumpin' and humpin' just like a droptop

Will it ever quit? Will it ever stop? (No)

40 Water, Legit, Shot and Suga, Dogg Pound (Dogg Pound)

Connected with my homie Richie P from the Oaktown

'Cause I get sick wid' it, and they don't know why

'Cause I get sick wid' it, because they say I'm too fly, what

[Verse 5: D-Shot]

A lotta niggas ain't knowin'

That niggas got big respect, it ain't just a tape in yo' deck

It's the nigga that pops 'til a nigga can't pop no more

Straight pervin' on the indo

From my hood to your hood, ain't nathan but the big love (Big love)

If you need a strap, I'm your plug

They call me D-Shot, the Shot Caller

AKA, better known, the Boss Baller

[Chorus: Nate Dogg & Suga-T]

We came to rock your body, rock your soul

We came to rock your body, rock your soul

[Verse 6: B-Legit]

I'm all original, baby, one last D-boy

Still got the Zeniths that I flipped from Troy

Hit the Bromley track, smokes big with Pat

Blowin' young sweet, got a game in the back

See, I'm in with Ben and little Joe be comin'

But I'm about to make Nina Ross my woman

I hit her five times, made her feel important

Took her to the mall and she bought me Jordans

[Verse 7: Kurupt]

One day, I was dippin' through the hood

I seen all my homies and it was all to the good

I'm Kurupt, the half-faced villain cold chillin'

Loot from the floor to the ceilin', straight billin'

With so much cash, it's in abundance

Been there and done done it, everything you done seen and ever wanted

I'm Kurupt, piece me up a piece of the pie

Many tried but many died in attempts to ride

Who's the man with ten thousand plans?

Got the bands with my squad with worldwide homicidal plans

Too many stretched they arm and got to touch my loot

But fuck a dog, beware of the owner 'cause the owner'll shoot

And he's a dog in the worst way

And a nigga like me's tight on my worst day

I've been rockin' the fuckin' mic since the first day

My eyes open wide and finally realize there's a way to get paid

[Chorus: Nate Dogg & Suga-T]

We came to rock your body, rock your soul

We came to rock your body, rock your soul

We came to rock your body, rock your soul

We came to rock your body, rock your soul