Featuring Treach (Naughty By Nature)




Intro: Treach



It's Time To Throw Your Dubs Up



Time To Tear Da Fuckin' Clubs Up



Chronic 2 On The Jersey Set



For All You Niggaz Who Ain't Heard Me Yet



WE RIDE! Chronic 2000. Still Smokin' Baby.




Verse 1: VK



Release The Funkiness Out Of That Chain



Let's See Who Remain



Let's See Who Got The Mack With The Irreputable Indisputable Brain,



Well Unquestionably It's VK



Holler Mayday, I'm Comin' Out To Play, La La Na Na



Yo, Years Wit' Papi Cause I Knew What I Could Do



It's That, Take The Microphone And Hold My Own



Against Any Crew Cuz, All I Live To Do Is This



Flex My Plex And Release Cres And Layed Back With The Sticky Buddhists



Partna It Don't Even Make No Sense To Be Percise



Atomic Lyrics Hittin' Ya Boots Makin' Your Fingaz Drop The Mic



Handle Your Buisness,



Who's Da First Eye To Eye Witness Or View The Pain On The Brain



And Plus Get Put On My Shit List



I'm Takin' Bolders, Slashin' 'em



Don't Forget About Your Wrists, I'm Takin 'em Pullin You



Like You Was A Bitch



Huh, My Shit Is Addictive Like That Sticky Green Chronic



Had You Lookin' Up In The Sky, Thinkin' You Bionic




Hook: Treach



It's Time To Throw Your Dubs Up



Westside...



It's Time To Tear Da Fuckin' Clubs Up



That's Right...



Chronic 2 On The Jersey Set



Eastside...



For All Ya'll Niggaz Who Ain't Heard Me Yet



He's Right...




Verse 2: Treach



Okay, Black ??Dime Blaze??, The New Millenium



I Got A Dick To Smack A Bitch And Make Her Kitty Cum



Fuck Wit Dimes, Plus I Trickle Wit' The Ghetto Nickles



Fuc