Released on August 27, 2002

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[Intro]

Professionals

Professionals on the roll

Start acting like amateurs

Amateurs gon think they doing what we doing, feel me?

So what we're gonna do is keep this thing professional mayne

Yadidamean?

P-R-mothafuckin O Niggas


[Verse 1]

This ain't no fairy tale, no Hansel and Gretel

No ? kettle, fool it's the ghetto

Heavy metal, pushing on the Chevy pedal

War in the street is the only way the beef is settled

Young monsters with no guilty conscience

Hold a nigga hostage, empty out a cartridge

Scary niggas, do the fuckin ostrich

Hide your head so a nigga can't pop it (blap)

You better watch it, proceed with caution

Act like an alien, we'll treat you like a martian

My Ponderosa, 69 from Santa Rosa

No sir, we don't drink mimosa

Bro you ain't know? Homeboy, I been a fool

Hop in the old school, lay low then bend a few

Baggy Girbauds sagging, T-Shirts and tennis shoes

Give a nigga the blues, fight a fool win or lose

Never seen talking to 5-0 or giving clues

Read about me running from 5-0 on the news

We tryna go but 5-0 be sending fools

They bending fools, boy you know what they tend to do

See men on the DL is what I'm finna do

Hit the sto' fo' mo' OJ, Gin and Juice

It's 10 to 2 I'm on a mission like always

Tryna have my mail longer than hallways

Breaking every single one of my bitches, they all pay

Since little league ball days that bitches would call Dre


[Phone rings]

[Ho:] Hello Dre?

[Dre:] Whaaat Bitch?

Ya'll niggas tote heaters, my niggas tote ovens

40 cal hold about a dozen

I'll kill your cousin, make him eat blood

I'm just a thug, from the Country Club

Nigga what? sex, money and murder

We ballas, touch more cheese than hamburgers (HAMBURGERS?)

I pack a squirter, extended clip

Cause these blade ass niggas, they tend to trip

Stuart littles, with no viddles

Fuck with me, get sent to hospitals

I don't be playing, I get to spraying

Before you pull a lick, put some mac dre in