Let 'Em Understand Perfection

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]

Comin' so swift and upliftin', shiftin' into gears

Everybody snap, tap, clap cause this is the year

For Perfection, my motherfuckin' homies

To put they shit on the map and finally get they fuckin' snaps

Broke off like it was supposed to be done

Niggas sayin' they weak due to the fact that one

Nigga decided to leave and get his rap on elsewhere

Ask me if they care and I give you a stare like no

You can't cope, they dope, but outtie

Fools that follow slowly will surely become Audi

5000, that's word to the D-O-G

So what I'ma do is give these niggas the M-I-C

And let them prove themselves so you can understand

That one rapper stepped and left and then ya bend him

That shit ain't right but peep game

These brothers got somethin' to prove so I'ma exchange

Hand the mic from mic to hand, T-Dubb the first one up

So let 'em understand

[Verse 2: T-Dubb]

Let 'em understand perfection, and that's how it's gonna go

T-Dubb's up first with the dope ass intro

I'm comin' and comin' with the style, see, it's 'bout time

Now ain't all business, I believe 'em without the nine

Downin' the 40, the gin and juice gets me bent

You start the trippin' and flippin' and then ya hit the C

Niggas know a G like me don't play

Disagree, then I got something to say

The homies talkin' about I feel they seem to be raisin' hell

My mom is bitchin' cause I'm in and out of every jail

Feel like the way that's how my life been spent

Got the G ass limpin' when I left San Quent

So I thought to myself, "T-Dubb ya need some direction"

I hooked up with the posse, now we're known as Perfection

Now I got it goin', all my pockets are stayin' fat

Give me the mic, a pen and paper, here's a dope rap

Niggas talkin' 'bout T-Dubb can't bust it, they came in late

I see em walkin' down the street, they bumpin' this dope tape

Before you come around me lookin' for protection

I'm lettin' em understand perfection

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]

My nigga T-Dubb expressed himself, oh yes he did

Now it's time for the DJ to put his bid in

Ya thinkin' he's mixin' the mix, well your ass is wrong

Glaze finna get his mothafuckin' rap on

So would whack DJ's back up off the 12 gauges

Give him some room, while the boom from the stage is

Tripped up, flipped up, ripped up, but it's effective

Understand perfection from a DJ's perspective

[Verse 4: DJ Glaze]

I'ma drop a mothafuckin' bomb when it all seems calm

But then I'm not from Vietnam

And if I was then it's because I'm usin' street tactics

Practice makes perfection, but Perfection don't practice

And Glaze is the homie cuttin' records like a villain

So buy the album cause we're gonna make a killin'

And I'ma carry a nation

Fade in to Perfection gets a standing ovation

So ya better comprehend

Glaze is on the bet, on deck is MNM

This is dedicated to those who wanna get with me

Think again if you thought I didn't even have it in me

They said I couldn't hang or sheer

But Perfection's guaranteed to drop a gang of shit

So make way for the F to the L-A-P, flow into a T

Cause I'm kickin' em, kickin' em, kickin' em like a G

So take heat to a Filipino bandit

While I make 'em understand it

[Verse 5: Snoop Dogg]

God-diggy-di-damn Glaze, you make a nigga not wanna flow

From me to you homie, hmm, they don't hear you though

But-ah let me see who's next, expressin'

Is it my boy MNM, cause if it is, grab a Wesson

The one that belongs to Smith

Don't riff or skip, just hit the spliff and shoot ya gift

Until these bustas stop flexin'

MNM let 'em understand perfection

[Verse 6: MNMsta]

I'm bringing up the tray, Glaze, make a quick getaway

Fellas bringing they cellers and beepers up for the layaway

Clear the airwaves cause I'ma blast off like NASA

Ya better move quick cause you're in the midst of a tongue-twistin' disaster

Movin' at rapping speeds that no other will really consider

Blowin' and flowin' and throwin' until my lips start to blister

Pissin' and messin' a lesson I'm puttin' opponents up to the test

[?] I gotta dismiss em and put your ass to rest, yo

Quicker than quick and lickin' the spliff, I'm blowin' em outta my windpipe

[?] battle and then I spiddaddle all lyrical pimp fights

I bury the [?] styles [?] show again I'm the greatest

[?] so don't even try to fade this

I'm runnin' and gunnin' and stunnin' and bringin' em to a complete halt

Flippin' and grippin' em with my lips, like my mouth was doing a somersault

[?] who try to battle Perfection

When I'm movin' and groovin' [?] breakin' Henderson

Swingin' and bringin' em thangs when I droppin' them dogs on em

Stompin' em up on my opponents like I'm a fuckin' bulldozer

I'ma [?] and makin' and takin' em, like a joint you get smoked

I'm shakin' and fakin', breakin' em down, fuck it, case closed

[Verse 7: Snoop Dogg]

Wooh shit, that was the dope stuff

But you know what they say, as it goes, it gets ruff

Now it's time to get taken to the streets

So fall into the rhyme as I fall into the beat

Cause comin' around the house is the G

My motherfuckin' homie Tender D

He's never fakin' for breakin' em off a proper sack

Maniac, brainiac, it's my nigga Wayniac

Villain, crook, thief, whatever you wanna name him

Punk bitches, please, don't try to game him

Cause if you do you know he's down for checking a hoe

In a minute you should know he's in it to win it

I done joked too much, I done spoke too much

So Tender D (what up?) go 'head and fuck shit up

[Verse 8: Wayniac]

Doggy Dogg kicked it off, so I think I better handle it

Your time has ticked for the loc you can't fuck with

Causin' damage and you still can't manage to deal

With a nigga like me that's out for the kill, ya see

Recruited by the greatest for harmony and poetry

Labeled as a G, for those who don't know of me

Correction after cause, matin' girls after menopause

And still young-minded, I'm the player with the big drawers

And an itty bitty kitty in the city, oh what a pity

Now it's time for me to get to the nitty gritty

Step up, come on, come off, I'm havin' a ball

Take you on a ride, you think it was a free fall

Lyrical minded so you all can adapt well

Came out of your shell when I rocked your bells well

And I still ain't had enough

Cause when the goin' gets rough, the Tender's all that's showin' up

And to the nigga that left before their time

Your ass is mine at the end of the finish line

Cause I'm a nigga with a master plan

Fuck it, I know they understand