Hell Yeah

Snoop Dogg

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    {*sound of glass shattering*}

    [Snoop] Yeah, ha ha, Snoop Dogg
    [W.C.] Dub C.. heh, yeah
    [Snoop] All up in here, bay-bay.. yeah
    [W.C.] Uh-huh
    [Snoop] Straight G thang, yeah

    [W.C.]
    Code of the night is droppin these thangs on your dome

    Hittin up my enemies, mad doggin em with a heart full
    of stone
    BLAM BLAM! Kickin yo' door down, throwdown, dirty and
    low down
    It's bout to go down, who ready for the showdown?
    Which one of y'all wanna be the first to get tossed in
    the tussle
    Buckle, choked up by these muscles and, taste these
    knuckles
    Lost I'm runnin em all, haters I'm gunnin em all
    Tricks I done done em all then I ain't go no love for
    none of y'all
    I'm comin through like a Brougham, givin it up with
    both hands
    Slaughterin your whole fam, rippin up the program
    Total chaos, deadly as snake eyes, so cain't
    none of you bustaz hurt me - fool I'm a G with no
    mercy

    [Snoop Dogg]
    When I say, "Hell" - you say, "Yeah"
    (c'mon) Hell - yeah (c'mon) hell - YEAH
    (c'mon) Hell - YEAH! (everybody c'mon) hell - YEAH!
    (everybody-body) Hell - YEAH!
    (c'mon, c'mon) Hell - yeah (ha ha)

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    Chorus: Snoop Dogg

    If you down with these hits say HELL YEAH
    If you came to get busy say HELL YEAH
    If you like what you see say HELL YEAH
    If you down with me, say HELL YEAH
    If you like what you see say HELL YEAH
    If you came to get busy say HELL YEAH
    If you down with 'Stone Cold' say HELL YEAH
    Party people in the house say HELL YEAH

    [W.C.]
    Gettin my bail on, swell on, far from a rookie
    I SPIT in your face and look at ya dare ya to say
    somethin to me
    Temper tantrum, smash random, quick to put you in a
    casket
    The fool that run up is that fool to get his ass
    kicked
    {???} you the ones, it's an open invitation
    These ass-kickins I'm dishin they got no
    discrimination
    Patience, long gone, I'ma, chalkin em off
    Walkin up bombin on sight cause I'm through talkin to
    y'all
    Hands up loc I'm lit up, fed up, ready to bust, shakin
    em up
    Wettin em up, slangin these knuckles cameras I'm
    gettin em up
    Raised on the turf where we, slay for the turf
    And I'm the realest rider to walk the, face of this
    Earth
    Strapped you best to be, ain't no standin next to me
    Checkin me, thought I warned you cowards about testin
    me
    Pressin me, see the game of pain, yo I'ma plug it
    I'm so rugged -- shhhh, I'm cold blooded

    Chorus

    [W.C.]
    Yeah, y'all know what time it is
    Y'all know how it's goin down
    No surrender no retreat no takedown
    Beanie Mac cookin up the track
    That's right, Snoop Dogg and Dub-C ridin in the back
    Make sure y'all know what time it is
    Huh huh, yeah, we gon' make this happen
    for everybody out there, the heat bangers, and
    headbangers
    Check this out - what's crackin homey?

    Chorus

    [Snoop]
    All up in this be-i-itch!

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    Composición: Calvin Broadus y W C

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