(feat. Nate Dogg, 50 Cent) [Chorus: Nate Dogg] So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong Life ain't what it used to be I got these coward niggas shootin' me So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong It just ain't the same no more A nigga trippin' and stressin' a whore So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] I'm just sittin' back vibin' to some Al Green now 10, 11, 12 years in the game and I came from the Seenile Got a gang of loved ones in the penile Fighting for lives everyday but meanwhile I see my life is sort of like theres Cause other than moms and Boo-Boo nobody else cares I know you think I'm tweekin' But the only time I get to see my kids is on the visiting weekend I ain't in no chains But sometimes I get tested by the places I hang And my game just banged on these niggas from the other side Now I got reprecussions Suckas is bustin' Talk is cheap And for some apparent reason the streets keep watchin' me Well watch me And watch ya back Pop pop I got ya that Ratta Tat Nigga I stay strapped [Chorus: Nate Dogg] So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong Life ain't what it used to be I got these coward niggas shootin' me So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong It just ain't the same no more A nigga trippin' and stressin' a whore So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong [Verse 2: Lil Flip] I'm not a role model but you know I got the title And I ain't no american idol I'm more like the american pimp its no lie so heres a slice of american pie They told me not to rap but I'm doing my thang I'm movin' my caine Got pink, red and blue in my chain Nigga I'm like a pimp writin' scripts I got hits nigga I fill the house with the bricks nigga We on the grind Got money on my mind My niggas puff pine Ya'll niggas sniff lines You do the crime you do the time thats what they told me I'm like LeBron my nigga you can't hold me My nigga I can't back down Get a brick and turn ya town into crack town I'm on the blocks with them blocks I don't run from the cops Dump the yay cause I got [Chorus: Nate Dogg] So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong Life ain't what it used to be I got these coward niggas shootin' me So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong It just ain't the same no more A nigga trippin' and stressin' a whore So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong [Verse 3: Young Buck] These niggas wanna see me dead Instead I'm gettin' this bread I'm not blue or red But I'll put two to your head They said I wouldn't make it to see 21 but I did The last homie that got killed I closed his eyelid Fuck friends cause in the end niggas turn they back Just cause I smoked a blunt with ya don't mean we cool like that And your hood ain't no harder than mine I put in more work than you on your own block I know that you lyin' I got one hand on the wheel other hand on my nine Bitch come down here to Ca$hville I ain't hard to find My section is protected by Smith And Westons and Rugers A bunch of bulletproof vestes and some cold-hearted shooters Motherfucker [Chorus: Nate Dogg] So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong Life ain't what it used to be I got these coward niggas shootin' me So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong It just ain't the same no more A nigga trippin' and stressin' a whore So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong So wrong [50 Cent:] By the way you know my DJ, Whoo Kid? I get a phone call from these guys from 310 You know out there in L.A.? You know I found out some new news about my DJ too Yeah hes gonna be the first DJ with a Bentley Its fucked up Ya'll niggas ain't got no money Ya'll need to get down with us Ya know what I'm sayin'? You know? The wolves Ya''ll know what I mean?
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