Can you feel it, nothing can save ya For this is the season of catching the vapors Since I got time, what I'm gonna do Tell ya how it's spreading throughout my crew What you want on Nate Dogg Who sings on my records, 'Never Leave Me Alone' 'Ain't No Fun', now check it Back in the days before Nate Dogg would get it He used to try to holler at this girl named Pam The type of female wit fly Gucci gear She wore a big turkish wole wit a weave in her hair When they tried to kick it, she'd always fess Talkin about baby please she wrought his service stress Since he wasn't no type of big chronic dealer The homie Nate Dogg didn't appeal to her But now he wear boots that match with his suits And push a Lexus Coupe that's extra cheap And now she stop flautin and won't it speakin Be comin round the Pound every single weekend to get his beeper number she be beggin please Dyin for the day to eat these
She caught the vapors She caught the vapors
I got a little cousin that's kinda plain He bring the heeb wit tha beep for the Dogg Pound gang A mellow type of fellow best laid back But back in the day he wasn't nuthin like that I remember when he used to scrap every day When my auntie would tell him he would never obey He wore his khakis hangin down wit his starks untied And a blue and grey cap that said the Eastside Around my neighborhood tha people treated him bad Said Daz was the worst thing his mom ever had They said he grow up to be nuttin but a gangsta Or be there in jail or some other shaker But now he's grown up to be a surprise D-A-Z got a hit record slangin world wide Now the same people that didn't like him as a child Bought the Dogg Food, Doggfather, and Doggystyle
They caught the vapors They caught the vapors
I got another homie from tha L-B-C Known ta yall as D.J. Warren G He cut grass trasform wit finesse ......... and all that mess I remember when we first started to rap He tried to get this job at Calvin's record shop He was in it to win it, but the boss front and said Sorry Warren G but there's no help wanted Now my homie Warren still tried On and on and on til the like break of dawn To work at tha V-I-P would be the link But they looked right past him so my homie straight dip Now for the year after Regulate Warren G is havin papers so my homies write straight He walked into the same record shop as before And the boss be like Warren welcome to my store Offerin him a job but nah he don't want it Damn it feels good to see people love Warren Cause I remember when at first they wasn't Now guess what they call sessy bussin
the vapors They caught vapors I got to talk bout me now
Last subject of tha story is about Snoop Dogg I had to work for mine to show I was a true hog When I was a teenager I tried to be down And since they wasn't tryin to hear me I made the Dogg Pound I saw a crew on 2-1 street and said, 'Can I be down champ?' They said no, and treated me like a wet food stamp after gettin rejected, I ain't runnin upset I said, 'What's a Dogg do to?' Rhymes at rates When I used to go to parties, they make me wait What I have to get on the mic to set M-C straight I ain't never love no hoe since I'm listenin to my music They acted like I wanted to keep hangin with the juzi But now things switched from West to East Short Dogg do ya remember me from 21st street G? 'We used to see Daz, back in the day' It happens all the time, so brother don't be amazed
You caught the vapors You caught the vapors You got the papers
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