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letra de xxplosive - dr. dre

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xxplosive, west coast sh-t
my nigguh-ish ways attract, girls that used to turn they back
causin’ me to yank they arm and pose like i would do the harm
now i’m sayin’ thank you ’cause they tell me, my sh-t’s the bomb
xxplosive, for my n-gg-z drinkin’ cognac, smokin’ weed, always pack
mo’ than one, firearm, chrome rims, ridin’ on chronic in yo’ system
let me know, my sh-t’s the bomb, xxplosive

west coast sh-t n-gg-
over dosage, imperial pistols ferocious
f-ck a b-tch, don’t tease b-tch, strip tease b-tch
eat a bowl of these b-tch, gobble the d-ck
hoes forgot to eat a d-ck can shut the f-ck up
gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up and get my cash
backhanded, pimp slapped backwards and left stranded
just pop ya collar, pimp convention hoes for a dollar

six-deuce in a plush, six-deuce impala
pimpin’ hoes from texas to guatemala
b-tch n-gg-z paid for hoes just to lay wit’ hoes
relax one night and paid to stay wit’ hoes
captain save ’em, all day, b-tch well save this d-ck
b-tch n-gg-, you more of a b-tch than a b-tch
you ain’t into hittin’ p-ssy, or hittin’ the switch
you into hittin’ b-tches off of the grip, you punk b-tch

all my real doggs still kick it wit’ me
all my down hoes still trickin’ wit’ me
all the true gangstas know
nate ain’t never loved no hoe
all the hoodrats still shake it for me
all my true fans still checkin’ for me
all the real smokers know
nate ain’t p-ssin’ nuttin’ but dope indeed

real trees
chronic leaves
no seeds

when i had you last night, baby
before, i blew yo’ mind
(blew-blew-blew your mind)
i thought we had a chance, lady
no more, now that i’m sober you ain’t that fine
don’t wanna treat you wrong
don’t wanna lead you on

here baby, hit the bong
while the west coast rolls along
while we, still makin’ gangsta hits
you’ll be, still jockin’ gangsta d-cks
d-mn girl you think you slick
somebody better get this b-tch, this b-tch

i got these freaky hoes, clappin’ they hands, stompin’ they feet
every now and then they put they mouth on me
nowadays a g like me can’t even call it
a 23-year old p-ssy fiend and freakaholic
pimpin’ b-tches on the regular, i put that on the g
a hustler and a player, nowadays it pays to be
lemme drop some sh-t about this b-tch i used to know
she gave ya boy the head and said don’t let n-body know

a bona fide pro, i had to grab the hoe
she got freaky in yo’ sixty-fo’, i skeeted in her throat
been knowin’ the hoe for fo’ days, pimpery pays
and i bet you didn’t know that she go both ways
she ate her best friend, i left them hoes at the mall
they be beepin’ me and sh-t, but we don’t kick it no mo’
them hot hoes is fiendin’, they on the nuts
but b-tch, i’m out ya p-ssy when i nut, f’real

exxplosive

- dr dre

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