Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre - Hard Knocks

Ay, cut this shit off

[Verse 1]
My life the fuckin' business, in here collectin' digits
This shit could get explicit, got a sweet tooth for these bitches
Yeah, burnin' through these meal tickets
Shit could get wicked (Mic check)
Lights, camera, action
Slow burn, no crash
Now that's a lot of ashes
The fuckin' main attraction
Let's get this shit in order, I am the top of the total
Time to reload and we blowin' the smoke out your modem (Come on)
Come get in closer, yeah I know you smellin' that aroma
House hold name on every motherfuckin' corner
Ring ding ding, she fuck me right then I'm a goner
Ting ting, then we toast into this marijuana
Now how many licks does it take just to get to the center of a cupcake?
No time to pump

[Chorus]
School of hard knocks took the long way
See the fuckin' cops in the busy hallway
Made it out the hood, now it's Broadway
Y'all motherfuckers better leave them kids alone