[Intro]
I can almost taste it
This shit makes no sense to me
What does it all mean?
I can almost taste it
I can almost see it
This shit makes no sense to me
What does it all mean?
I can almost taste it
I can almost taste it

[Chorus: Liz Rodrigues]
You dream of trading places , I have been changing faces
You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose
Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenseless
There is too much lose, you can not fill these shoes
Be careful what you wish for

[Verse 1: The Game]
If I was a Crip I'd be from Long Beach cuz
Rocking the Polamalu, yellow and black Impala
Follow me two times ten, where the bitches ain't the only ones thats rollin' this Escalades stolen
Caught him in the drive through (we supposed to be brothers)
Long Beach rollin twentys, mutha fucka
V.I.P gang bangin' on the rooftops
Since Dre made Snoop hot, the Dogg Pound blew drop
Bouncin' in Manhattan, Crippin' in the Big Apple
Blowing chronic smoke into a blue sky do I
Look like a mutha fuckin snitch?
Hell no, Doggy Dogg got the whole fuckin world yelling (Crip)
Give a fuck about a bitch unless its my wife
Infiltrate the dog house its going to be a dog fight
No Vick just Rottweilers and Pitts and the D-O Double G stay on his gangsta shit
Be carefull what you wish for
[Chorus: Liz Rodrigues]
You dream of trading places , I have been changing faces
You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose
Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenseless
There is too much lose, you can not fill these shoes
Be careful what you wish for

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
A little but I need a lot, like to smoke weed alot Soo Woo
Yeah this is Cedar block piru I do try you and you to
Mutha fuck you, you bitch n***a I retire you
Old ass cold cash smash on my enemys
Flamed up games up twist you like a centipede
N***a we the west wha wha wha wha gatted up tatted up what it do blood
Bick Back and Be Bool, ever since grade school n***a been a mutha fuckin fool
While u and yo homies was playin tetherball me and my n***as was strikin up on the wall
So gangsta but now im rapping and shit slappin the clip stackin the grip
Red and black lac with the kit thats just how I dips out
I need my medicine just incase I flips out
So doctor, where you at n***a? lets rock em and represent bompton

[Chorus: Liz Rodrigues]
You dream of trading places , I have been changing faces
You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose
Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenseless
There is too much lose, you can not fill these shoes
Be careful what you wish for
[Verse 3: The Game & Snoop Dogg]
Shut up bitch me and snoop make the world spin
From 2010
To 2012, thats when the world ends
Thats what they say huh? still waitin on dre huh? who smokin and pourin tangarai huh?
Its me and (doggy dogg) still creepin while you mutha fuckas crawl (and scratin fleas up off my balls)
And procead to fade em off
Follow me im hip hoppin in the fo with my n***a roll n***a what they hittin fo
Two times tens on the pipes of the benz the bloods and crips we back up in this bitch again
So pass the mutha fuckin hen befo I black out go deep cover 94 and pull this mutha fuckin mack out
Try to pull my g card its maxed out ????? do they thing dont make us pull those palas and those lacs out, start gang banging
West coast is what we bang he flame she bang nuthin but a g thang what is what it was
Game what it do blood put 44 slug in his mutha fuckin mugg