Download clean vinyl LP mp3 audio song by Dr Dre and this amazing music is titled “Xxplosive ft Hittman, Kurupt, Nate Dogg & Six Two”. Actually this amazing music popped out of his West Coast Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop/Rap album with the titled “2001” Which was released in 16 November 1999. Listen up below!. https://eastnaija.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/04/Dr._Dre_-_Xxplosive_feat_Hittman_Kurupt_Nate_Dogg__Six_Two.mp3 DOWNLOAD MP3 [Intro: Hittman] Xxplosive, West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm, impose like I would do them harm Now I’m saying “Thank you” ’cause they tell me my shit’s the bomb Xxplosive For my niggas drinking Cognac, smoking weed, always pack More than one firearm, chrome rims, riding on Chronic in your system, let me know my shit’s the bomb Xxplosive [Verse 1: Kurupt] West Coast shit, nigga Over dosage imperial pistols ferocious Fuck a bitch, don’t tease, bitch – strip tease, bitch Eat a bowl of these, bitch, gobble the dick Hoes forgot to eat a dick and shut the fuck up (Fuck up, bitch) Gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up & get my cash (Cash) Backhanded, pimp-slapped backwards and left stranded Just pop ya collar, pimp convention, hoes for a dollar Six-Deuce in a plush, six-deuce Impala Pimping hoes from Texas to Guatemala Bitch niggas pay for hoes (Hoes), just to lay with hoes (Hoes) Relax 1 night, & pay to stay with hoes (Hoes) Captain ‘Save-’em-all-day’ (Bitch), well, save this dick Bitch nigga, you more of a bitch than a bitch You ain’t into hittin’ pussy or hittin’ the switch You into hitting bitches all for the grip, you punk bitch [Verse 2: Nate Dogg] All my real dogs still kick it with me All my down hoes still tricking with me All the true gangstas know Nate ain’t never love no ho All the hood rats still shake it for me All my true fans still checking for me All the real smokers know Nate ain’t passing nothing’ but dro indeed Real trees, chronic leaves, no seeds When I met you last night, baby Before I blew your mind (Blew, blew, blew your mind) I thought we had a chance, lady No more, now that I’m sober, you ain’t that fine (Hmm) Don’t wanna treat you wrong Don’t wanna lead you on Here, baby, hit the bong While the West Coast rolls along While we still making gangsta hits You’ll be still jockin’ gangsta dicks Damn, girl, you think you’re slick? Somebody better get this bitch, this bitch [Verse 3: Six2] I got these freaky hoes clapping they hands, stomping they feet Every now and then, they put they mouth on me Nowadays, a G like me can’t even call it A 23-year-old pussy fiend and freakaholic Pimping bitches on the regular, I put that on the G A hustler and a player, nowadays, it pays to be Let me drop some shit about this bitch I used to know She gave your boy the head and said, “Don’t let nobody know” A bonafide pro, I had to grab the ho She got freaky in your ’64, I skeeted in her throat Been knowin’ the ho for four days, pimpery pays And I bet you didn’t know that she go both ways She ate her best friend, I left them hoes at the mo They be beeping me and shit, but we don’t kick it no mo’ Them hot hoes is fiending, they on the nuts But bitch, I’m out your pussy when I nut, fo’ real [Outro: Hittman] Xxplosive!