The Wash lyrics

by

Snoop Dogg


[Dr. Dre (Snoop Dogg)]
As the wheels turn city to city, hundred-spoke
Chronic smoke, twist up another Phillie (Done dilly)
(Them n*ggas still trippin' off that old sh*t) Really? (How silly)
It's a whole nother day (Yeah it is)
Snoop Dogg (and Doc Motherf*ckin' Dre) n*gga can ya feel this?
(It's the D-O-double, ya don't run up ya won't see no trouble)
If you caught up in these f*ckin' streets
(Who you gon' call when them n*ggas gettin' ready to blast?)
Yeah, and if that sh*t's gettin' ugly
(Who you gon' call when them n*ggas come to get in ya ass?)

[Snoop Dogg]
I came to get in that ass
Bigg Di-Dogg, push the big hid-ogg
You're hoppin' and poppin', how bout you hop up off my bid-alls
Got dirt on my pid-aws, I broke a few lid-aws
It really don't matter cause I'm only here to spit on
And get on and sh*t on n*ggas
Do it to 'em D-O-double, right on n*gga
I'm saggin' it, baggin' it, slangin' dubs
You motherf*ckers think The Wash is all soap and suds?
What's up cuz? If you tryin' to get a dub sack page me
The hoes say "Dee Loc, you so crazy"
Poppin' that sh*t don't faze me
I need my chips and the dip, it's like gravy

[Dr. Dre]
Now back to the lecture at hand
Perfection is expected and I'm feelin' that demand
Los Ang', broad day gunnin'
That ain't no earthquake it's just Dre comin'
If this sh*t ain't played the party ain't bumpin'
If I don't show up the hoes ain't f*ckin'
(Real talk) Cali sunshine, come visit
Just don't stop at stop signs with bullet holes in it
All-Star League, you ridin benches
I handles my business, f*ck fake n*ggas
I sell game a quarter million a track
Snoop and the Good Doc back with a brand-new sack
sh*t's wrong, money gone, I'll blast
Out of town, out of bounds, no pass
Runnin' up, talkin' sh*t, get smashed
(Shoot first) Ask questions last

[Snoop Dogg]
Fallin' back on that ass
Hit the switch and let the ass just drag
2001, 2002 tags... My n*gga what you holdin'?
Step out with the Stacey's and the Snoop Dogg Clothin'
Rollin', with the braids in my hair
Cripped out, way pimped out, oh yeah
You gots to pay the cost to be the boss
After all that dirt I gots to get my sh*t washed

The Wash

The Wash
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The Wash
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The Wash
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