Artist: The D.O.C. f/ Dr. Dre, Six Two Album: Deuce Song: Gorilla Pympin' Typed by: dy_face@hotmail.com [Six Two] Big baller, on fly diggy, black four fifty Quickly run into your city like a gypsy I kept a half an ounce of buddah to get the cash and bounce 51 mansion, I ain't stopped to see who doin' the askin' All these player haters doin' this blastin' So while these fools' words be heated like passion I'm gon' catch end, what? - I'm workin' with the full grip Ain't no future in that bullshit So I pull shit, off like a presidential Sniff, stay illegal like the governmental Fake is back at it, all the time Got my shit lookin' bright like the shoes shine Rub you off like the massage when I'm on the grind Cause in my mind, you better get yours, cause I'ma get mine fool [Chorus: Dr. Dre] Stackin' them bricks got you trippin' Them cookies and them cakes got you slippin' A flock of birds got you in the yard simpin' While me be gettin' cheers and ?? all day, Gorilla Pimpin' Stackin' them bricks got you trippin' Them cookies and them cakes got you slippin' A flock of birds got you in the yard simpin' While me be gettin' paid, all day Gorilla Pympin' [Six Two] Now I'ma drop a jewel right quick, G shit You finna get the convict, subliminal bomb shit Criminal, monoply, philosophy Million dollar properties, cheers overseas, status Peep my mackies have apparatus Known for them, I give the Grammer from Atlanta to Atlantis I handle this, pound for pound, Braud Jouhn on scandalous Break it down, I'm gonna give you what you need Full balls, big dick and straight weed Or get wet up, fool, you better get up And get yours from the T.O.P. - fuckin' with me Smooth Jacks and Braud Backs and Kool Max Some criminal contacts, be lovin' my platinum plaques But that ain't who I'ma goes at On the real, dollar bills mothafucker Can you flow with that? [Chorus: Dr. Dre] [Break: Dr. Dre] It's goin' on and on, nigga It's goin' on and on and on It's goin' on and on, my nigga It's goin' on and on and on It's goin' on and on, nigga It's goin' on and on and on It's goin' on and on, my nigga G's up, goin' on and on and on [Six Two] Knick Knack Patty Whack, give the dog a bone No give him a chicken 'til my nigga is on It don't stop, until your life get popped And you can sell them 5 million when you drop hot jam Better then the rest of them I'm, therefore, I pack the floor when I'm on my tour If we can't make it, though, nigga's actin' hardcore It ain't the cost though, nigga it's the cash flow All the ass-holes, for sheezy, best believe me Ain't no tellin' where my G's be Nationality, reality, nigga's salary or locality Ugh, the Grand Finale, on my way back from Cali' Fuckin' twin bitches and their friends for their ends And it's on nigga Rock, slang it to you like the dirty cop Cluck 'til the world stop, make them all drop My nigga Doc' empty out the whole box I set it off, come on, come out get yours Talkin' about your old black clothes Caddillac does, money from fat whores You know that's how Gorilla Pimpin' goes Realize that you gotta get yours All dimes, all the time, better get yours Cause I'ma get mine, fool [Chorus: Dr. Dre] [Outro: The D.O.C. Talking] Real froze on your back Got game, they do not know how to act