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Curious

This song is by Snoop Dogg.

[Snoop] Bow wow!
You so crazy (wha-what?)
You so crazy (so be it)
Back up in the heezy baby

(Snoop)
Doggy's Angels, why'all so crazy

(Verse One)
See some of why'all bitches think it's all a game
California don't stop till the motherfucker drop
Don't really need a (?), I guess I'm pump from the lips
Niggaz get scared, from the style, they hear it

Start a new religion, everybody chant "Go"
Let's light up the bar, everybody take a toast
Smoke ya brains out, (?) seen you on the ride
What? Spottin my life, then I cut out the branch

The branch, shouldn't be, bitch I'm livin' kosher
You just mad, cause the whole world lovin' me
I don't give a fuck cause the world don't give a fuck
You ain't no leprechaun nigga don't press ya luck

Heffer is you crazy? You done lost yo' mind
You need some real lessons, your style done went blind
Then he got the calculator hood cause you could diss me
But mediocre's, put this clip, set clips

Back up in the heezy baby, Doggy's Angels, why'all so crazy
To feet to the beat, to the freak to the weed
Baby girl you gotta heat for the street
And we back up in the heezy baby, Doggy's Angels, why'all so crazy
It's, yo', people, toes, bangin' on this punkass hoes

(Verse Two)
This one is goin' out, to all my true bitches
Fuck the so called L.B.'s finest when we givin' up phone calls
Catch me hood, bitch I stay blowin' good
'Cause I'm a r (?) the squad chipped up like wood

Keep 'em independent state 'cause they scared of us
Homies in the air touch us like they cellular
Niggaz comin' by the block, tryna ride the cops
Migrain from my chain when I hit the block

Toguns, been funs, west coast, style young
V.I.C. in the club, roll bitches, why Blood?
No ki, sucker free, eastside, L.B.
Dog's Angels, simply keeps the CP3

Being, the quick clip from the twitch of my hips
Gotta line dog nigga beggin me park the hips
So fast, so quick, I got 'em screamin "Oh shit"
Don't get it any twist, this that bitch!

(Verse Three)
D Angels where it's at, is the Los Angeles
(The regulators like to piss off the fresh camera this)
Nobody leave the it's been corney yet
Where my homies at, holla back, got the proper, where the collar at?

Then you follow that nigga (Oh, fake drama)
Callin' me included, of the zeros, the three comas
Where's it soundin like Gotti like, press they not
(Ma, three strait bubbles, dress the murder rest)

Good anyway, nigga paid big to keep rollin'
Rich, Puffy know chips ain't mean shit
Dogg House is where my niggaz do produce niggaz in
Filthy gang major, the cowards just can't produce it

Double hard late (Y'all gon' keep rollin')
A certain level manditory element I kept pursuing
Reppin for my niggaz, brokin wit figgaz
(And my bitches startin to struggle, push the heights)

(Nate Dogg)
Whenever bitch niggaz get curious, mmm mmm mmm
Damn bitch ass niggaz step back {*echoes*}
Bitch ass niggaz step back {*echoes*}
You niggaz is makin' me furious, mmm mmm mmm

You niggaz is 'bout to get slashed {*echoes*}
'Bout to get slashed {*echoe*}
Doggy's Angels in the house (in the house)
Nate Dogg gon' turn it out (turn it out)

It makes you wonderin...
If you choose to run your mouth (run your mouth)
Doggy's Angels knock you out (knock you out)
It makes you wonderin...

Whenever bitch niggaz get curious, mmm mmm mmm
Damn bitch ass niggaz step back [echo]
Bitch ass niggaz step back [echo]
You niggaz is makin' me furious, mmm mmm mmm

You niggaz is 'bout to get slashed [echo]
Niggaz 'bout to get slashed [echo]
Curious, mmm mmm mmm
Step back [echo]

Curious, mmm mmm mmm
Slashed [echo]
Curious, mmm mmm mmm
Bitch ass niggaz step back [echo]

Furious, mmm mmm mmm
Bitch niggaz is 'bout to get slashed [echo]
Curious, mmm mmm mmm
Step back [echo]

Furious, mmm mmm mmm
Get slashed [echo]

Credits

Written by:

Calvin Broadus; Kola Marion; Chan Gaines; Frederick Nassar; Kim Proby

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