Chorus: Nate Dogg
Oooh, you make my
High, come down
Oooh, you make my
High
Come down
You make my high
Come
All the way, down
Oooh, you make my
High
Come down
Hook: Nate Dogg
Just hit the eastside
Of the fuckin' L.B.C
I don't associate with haters
Motherfuckin' gangstas we...
Just hit the dope
Spot
Just picked up some bomb ass weed
Man, I'll holla at you later
I'm about to hit these streets
As sure as my game is tight
Just spotted a real dime piece
I thought my day could not be greater
That's about the time I peeped (peaked?)
There go Mr. John N. Law
All in my rear view
The next thing I heard was sirens
Tell me, what am I to do?
Oooh, you make my
High, come down
Oooh, you make my
High
Come down
You make my high
Come
All the way, down
Oooh, you make my
High
Come down
Hook: Nate Dogg
Just hit the eastside
Of the fuckin' L.B.C
I don't associate with haters
Motherfuckin' gangstas we...
Just hit the dope
Spot
Just picked up some bomb ass weed
Man, I'll holla at you later
I'm about to hit these streets
As sure as my game is tight
Just spotted a real dime piece
I thought my day could not be greater
That's about the time I peeped (peaked?)
There go Mr. John N. Law
All in my rear view
The next thing I heard was sirens
Tell me, what am I to do?
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