High Come Down (Original Version)

[Chorus: Nate Dogg Oooh, you make my High, come down Oooh, you make my High Come down You make my high Come All the way, down Oooh, you make my High Come down [Verse 1: Coolwadda] Hit the coast with a sudden impact Royals in the eight-pack, zip in the zip-pack Heat packed for the whole trip {*Niggas*} don't emcee They just say they do until I spit {*Shit*} Get lifted with blunts, snap once Pssh Limit the bounce like bad bungee jumps Parallel, on the hunt for the chips Flash [Chico] Take a walk with it, pointed on ya hip [Coolwadda] {*Fuck*} it though, that's me Who is you? I'm down with Dirty Jerks, and R.C. and A.P But who is you? Juan, simple vetta to the rest {*Niggas*} seem to have a vendetta on the West Serve you Ghost Rider cause you not versin' The Scouting Report Says, "Hot person" So watch who you {*fuckin'*} with You {*fuckin'*} up my high, little {*bitch*} Repeat Chorus [Verse 2: Chico] You can't explain this Cause I'm a carry out my due Chico hood's the chipper Chip with chrome buster Ugh For pickin' up the phone Well, I used to {*fuck*} that {*ho*} But now {*Fuck*} that {*ho*} Like I want her back {*Nigga*} {*Fuck*} that {*ho*} See me in the breeze Underneath the palm trees Holla at you now, please, spit it from the throat This west side neighborhood, I'm a low Now A.P., if you ever need some get back Call me I'll make sure it get back Catch a flight Pssh Catch 'em in the night Parallel double barrels {*Fuckin'*} right In fact, the impact gon' be sudden Five times, bloke All through his buttons Please believe Said trip you'll receive A exit out this universe On me Repeat Chorus (Verse 3) [Chico] My Bible wouldn't been preached Been the beast, I been the prey Parallel park in here And get towed away Stowed away In the back of the trunk where the tool be Fools be actin' like I won't bust this uzi Cool, he proves me Over yonder In that little white Honda, Civic, they thought that street {*shit*} Well then, I can get to livin' Let me out here Pivot post I'm chippin' in {*shit niggas*} up close [Coolwadda] I bust the uzi so you can bust one Must've brought your high Down, to get you on one, Chico So you know I'm on one And when they scatter and run Hop out the cut with the pump shotgun Just in case I got to come on y'all like eight minutes Ride for the chips, parallel Til we finish Rearrange rap with the rare raw flow Not feelin' y'all, bringin' down my hydro Repeat Chorus Hook: Nate Dogg Just hit the eastside Of the {*fuckin'*} L.B.C I don't associate with haters How mother{*fuckin'*} gangstas be Just hit the dope Spot Just picked up some bomb ass {*weed*} Man, I'll holla at you later I'm about to hit these streets As sure as my game is tight Just spotted a real dame piece I thought my day could not be greater That's about the time I peeped There go Mr. John N. Law All in my rear view The next thing I heard was sirens Tell me, what am I to do? Repeat Chorus