Dead. (Blunt time-pull out your philly). Ha ha, mighty aftermath. (Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli). Whose soul ever contest, dead. In me ear Dre, you hear me now? Dead. (Blunt time
* * Blak blam, blam to them fall. Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg, biddy-bye. Dr Dre him bust gun shots. Diggity Daz and RBX them bust gun shots. Come again!
