Tha Dogg Pound - Slow Your Role lyrics

[Intro:] Yeah n***a, this hit is a hustle n***az be hustlin backwards But they all need to slow down, and get some game first n***a [Chorus:] Boy you better get some game (slow your motherf**in roll) Listen what a n***a sayin... (slow down) Boy you're 'bout to lose control... (yeah) This is how you need to roll... (slow down) The lil' homey got shot Doin just a whole lot... (yeah, hold up) Cause he just wouldn't listen Now the n***a dead or the n***a in prison [Daz:] Slow down muh'f**er, I think you're movin too fast You a crash dummy, your parkin leaves you ready to crash If you ask me, I'll say f** ya, buck ya I'll come up and touch ya With them hammers I'll nail you down I can't tell you hardhead n***az nothin 'Specially when you come up from nothin and get somethin It's comatose, I leave you unconscious I'm a nauseous, street n***a who out to stomp this With an attitude, you know I got to feud Allude[?] the fierce motherf**in n***a cause you so confused Abuse in battle my tactics To all you n***az who be thinkin so plastic I stay on my grizzy my grind, run my bling every time I got that good sh** because it's hard to find I stay quick to climb, got my mind on my money And my money on my mind, n***a all the time, slow down [Chorus: w/ different ad libs] [Kurupt:] n***a, doin too much out of bounds out of touch Out of sync out of whack off beat off track Too much motherf**in pressure n***a no aim No focus, no goals, no G in you, no game n***az wanna go get money with no game Pimpin black b**hes and snowbunnies with no game Got a Chinese b**h that told me 'bout yo' spot Your whole entire clientele on yo' block Better watch... smashin on you busters off top Two choppers, two glocks You need to calm down, before you get surround How much, could I get for a busload of birds Try to jack me 'fore it get served Murder currency a word A trial[?], house borough and suburb Calicos with teflon to overlook the curb, slow down [Chorus: w/ different ad libs] [Daz:] Come around here, get your head bust over the pavement No f** n***a, what the f** was you sayin n***az around here homey ain't jokin or playin We runnin n***az over when the gun be sprayin Bodies talk, bullsh** walk, sidewalks in chalk The n***a caught slippin cause his a** is hot! He movin like a locomotive, now he's dead n***a and bangin was the motive, last word spoken [Kurupt:] Bodies gettin stretched from Tacoma to Oakland On the streets, heartbeat, bang and bust Just shut the f** up and take some game from us I got purple, blueberry, cash and hoes I got a nickel n***a strip, elbows and toes Every word that's comin out of your mouth, you showin me 'bout it Every bird that's comin out of your house, you told me 'bout it Your mouth, slow it down, n***a hold it down, slow down [Chorus: w/ different ad libs]