Chin Check - N.W.A, Snoop Dogg

911, what are you reporting

hello 911, help me, help me what is your emergency

there’s someone in my house, there’s someone in my house

can you please run by your address for me 151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah

ma’am where inside the house are you

(oh my god)

ma’am where inside the house are you

in my room, their in my room

ma’am calm down, deputies are on the way

is the door locked

(shriek)

ma’am?

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(N N, dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a) What the fuck’s up Dre

You tell me, you talk to Ren

Im right here nigga

(N N, dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a) Release the hound

Bow wow wow

Wha wha wha what what what, what

I’m a Nigga Wit an Attitude thanks to y’all

And I don’t give a fuck I keep it gangsta y’all

I’ma ride for my side in the C.P.T.

God bless the memory of Eazy-E

If it wadn’t for me where the fuck you’d be?

Rappin like the Treacherous Three, fuckin cowards

I’d have seen Dre rockin parties for hours

And I’d have seen Ren fuckin bitches from Howard

And I’d have seen Snoop give away Eddie Bauer’s

So fuck Jerry Heller and the white superpowers

This the shit niggaz kill for

They hear the villain niggaz spittin’with them nigga flows

Fuck you hoes, fuck you bitch ass niggaz too

Got something for you broke

These niggaz wearin’skirts like the pope

Who them niggaz that you love to get (us)

Who them niggaz that you fuckin’wit'(us)

Love the girl that weed and shit (what)

The saga continues, with the worlds most dangerous group

Four deep in the coup

(Im a spill it)

I’ma smoke where I wanna smoke (fuck that)

I’ma choke who I wanna choke (fuck that)

I’ma ride where I wanna ride (fuck that)

cause I’ma nigga 4 life, so I’ma nigga til I diz-ie

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I’ma smoke where I wanna smoke (fuck that)

I’ma choke who I wanna choke (fuck that)

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I’ma ride where I wanna ride (fuck that)

cause I’ma nigga 4 life, so I’ma motherfuckin nigga til I diz-ie

A pencil, a pen, or a glock

Im the original, subliminal, subterranium

Titianium, criminal minded, swift

D-R-E with that fuck a bitch shit (fuck a biatch)

A couple o’notes and get you hog-tied in rope

Dope like tons of coke, cutthroat

You don’t want the pistols to whistle

Candy paint impala

I make hoes pop collars

God damn hoes, here we go again

Fuckin with Ren, playin’to win

(he got the) coke in hand, (I got the) juice and gin

Same shit you was fuckin wit way back then

We keep it crackin’from the actin to the jackin

G’ed up C’ed up motherfucker blaze the weed up We all on deck fool so put your heat up I stay on deck so me don’t get wet

Look my nigga, we can scatter like buckshots

Let’s get together, make a record, why the fuck not?

Why the fuck not?

Why the fuck not?

Why the fuck not?

Cause I’m tight as the night

I had to wipe activator off the mic, in 1985

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Real niggaz, biatch, you know, ha hah

We cause tragedy, erratically

Systematically, in your house without a key

How fucked up that’d be Gat’ll be near your anatomy, my form of flattery

Assault and battery, cus we coming with that street mentality

Straight west coast rider academy

Concrete nigga, that’s my reality

We tend to bus’on niggaz that get mad at me Was it a bitch in the mix

Well it had to be Lying tricks told them dicks I had a key

Hoes make the world harder than it have to be

(Yea thats right)

I’ma smoke where I wanna smoke (fuck that)

I’ma choke who I wanna choke (fuck that)

I’ma ride where I wanna ride (fuck that)

cause I’ma nigga 4 life, so I’ma nigga til I diz-ie

I’ma smoke where I wanna smoke (fuck that)

I’ma choke who I wanna choke (fuck that)

I’ma ride where I wanna ride (fuck that)

cause I’ma nigga 4 life, so I’ma motherfuckin nigga til I diz-ie

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