The Shit ​The D.O.C. (Ft. Ice Cube, MC Ren, Six2, Snoop Dogg & Xzibit)

[Intro: The D.O.C.]
You don't want to see me cause I'm a Westside hustler
(West Coast)
And I'm through with you busters, so... (Yeah)
Give me my snaps cause you owes me, hoes (Bring it)
Khakis, Pendletons, and Romeos, nigga
West Coast Rat Pack
'88 real niggas, all black (Come on)
All back in your ass again
And you goddamn right we gon' win

[Verse 1: MC Ren]
Ren makin' niggas run and duck
Hands on my balls, with the Doc not givin' a fuck
We bad luck, here a dick to suck
Your hoe can taste it
With the Villain DNA when she ready to chase it
I'm on another level than y'all
Niggas dressed up like they Pope John Paul
It's that new motherfuckin' formula, y'all
Fuck the dress code, nigga, come and smash the walls
Posted up, hoes choked up
Dick too big, 'bout to tear they throat up
Ren give a fuck, you askin' to get cut
Comp-town started this shit
So nigga, what? We all fucked up
But y'all lucked up; nigga brown nosin'
Drop this nigga shit, had a whole flame frozen
Whole game dozin', in it for somethin'
While y'all bitches y'all in it for nothin'