[Intro Sample: Jin & Shino]

I'll be waiting for you below

Whatever...

It'll be alright

[Verse: Snoop Dogg]

High speed chase, 405 is the freeway

Slangin' my- bangin' my- swangin' my Coupe de Ville

Scoop DeVille

Like that, right back, top of the hill

Wheel in my hand with a trunk full of contraband

Swimmin' under water like I'm Aquaman

I used to drink gin, now it's vodka, man

Boss Dawg is the baller, no propagand'

I'll pop yo band, don't try and stop the plan

I'll rock your land, step back and pop yo man

Spaced out, caked out, no bug-a-boo

Flipped out, Cripped out, nigga, what it really do?

Time brings change, so I changed my name

Tryna take flight while they clippin' my wings

Groupie ass niggas, see you tripping again

With nothing to gain, plop plop, pop and I bang

Thirty days later, I'm back on the streets

Got a batch of bomb beach, shit I'm trying to eat

Feet to the pavement; money, I'm cravin' it

"What about the bitches Dogg? Are you savin' 'em?"

Can a blind man see? (No)

Can a shark survive outta water for a week? (No)

A snitch is a snitch if he solemnly speak

I don't know near nothin', I'm a product of the beach

To each his own, hard as stone

Lot of y'all niggas 'bout as hard as foam

Dead wrong, tryin' to sneak Tamika the phone

Step back nephew or feel the heat of the chrome

G-ma and PawPaw and the heat of my comb

Plate full of shit nigga, I never eat it alone

Heat it alone, then I put the weed in the bong

Step back at the feet of my throne mothafucka

Cinematic, right back at it

Talk the walk and walk 'bout that static

I am the extra dramatic

When he popped back, everybody scattered, didn't matter

I was there from the get-go

Movin' heavy weights, Klitschko

Rookies and cookies from 'Frisco

Put 'em in a box, Nabisco