The Wash
Dr. Dre & Snoop Dog Lyrics


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As the wheels turn city to city, hundred-spoke
Chronic smoke, twist up another Phillie (done dilly)
(Them niggas still trippin' off that old shit) Really? (How silly)
It's a whole nother day (yeah, it is)
Snoop Dogg (and Doc motherfuckin' Dre) Nigga can ya feel this?
It's the D-O-double, ya don't run up ya won't see no trouble
If you caught up in these fuckin' streets
Who you gon' call when them niggas gettin' ready to blast?
Yeah, and if that shit's gettin' ugly
Who you gon' call when them niggas come to get in ya ass?

I came to get in that ass, big D-Dogg, push the big hid-ogg
You're hoppin' and poppin', how bout you hop up off my bid-alls
Got dirt on my pid-aws, I broke a few lid-aws
It really don't matter cause I'm only here to spit on
And get on and shit on niggas
Do it to 'em D-O-double, right on nigga
I'm saggin' it, baggin' it, slangin' dubs
You motherfuckers think The Wash is all soap and suds?
What's up cuz?

If you tryin' to get a dub sack page me
The hoes say "Dee Loc, you so crazy"
Poppin' that shit don't faze me
I need my chips and the dip, it's like gravy

Now back to the lecture at hand
Perfection is expected and I'm feelin' that demand
Los Ange', broad day gunnin'
That ain't no earthquake it's just Dre comin'
If this shit ain't played the party ain't bumpin'
If I don't show up the hoes ain't fuckin'
(Real talk) Cali sunshine, come visit
Just don't stop at stop signs with bullet holes in it
All-star League, you ridin benches
I handle my business, fuck fake niggas
I sell game a quarter million a track
Snoop and the Good Doc back with a brand-new sack
Shit's wrong, money gone, I'll blast
Out of town, out of bounds, no pass
Runnin' up, talkin' shit, get smashed
(Shoot first) Ask questions last

Fallin' back on that ass
Hit the switch and let the ass just drag
2001, 2002 tags, my nigga what you holdin'?
Step out with the Stacey's and the Snoop Dogg Clothin'
Rollin', with the braids in my hair
Cripped out, way pimped out, oh yeah
You gots to pay the cost to be the boss
After all that dirt I gots to get my shit washed (The Wash)





The Wash
The Wash

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "The Wash" by Dr. Dre and Snoop Dog is about their experiences and observations as successful hip-hop artists traveling from city to city. They describe the lifestyle that they lead, including the use of chronic smoke and the need to always be aware of their surroundings in order to survive.


The first verse mentions the constant movement from city to city and the use of marijuana, with "twist up another Phillie" referencing rolling a cigar blunt. They also reference people who are still focused on old incidents, suggesting that they are irrelevant and outdated. The chorus describes their power and influence in the industry as the D-O-double and Doc Dre. They also highlight their ability to avoid conflict and promote peace, stating that they won't cause trouble unless it is brought to them.


Verse two is focused on Snoop Dogg's experience and expression of his personality. He talks about his style and attitude, making use of multiple rhyming words. He also hints at his drug use and criminal activity, stating that he is only there to spit on and shit on people. The chorus is repeated with added emphasis on the slang uttered by Dee Loc, and his ability to make money and handle business.


In the final verse, Dre raps about his reputation and the expectation of perfection from himself and others. He mentions the dangers of living in Los Angeles and the need to always be armed. He also talks about his ability to draw a crowd and the need for a successful party. The chorus is repeated again with added emphasis on the necessity of paying the cost to be the boss and getting your "shit washed" after being dirtied by fame.


Line by Line Meaning

As the wheels turn city to city, hundred-spoke
Travelling from city to city in a car with fancy rims.


Chronic smoke, twist up another Phillie (done dilly)
Smoking weed and rolling another cigar.


(Them niggas still trippin' off that old shit) Really? (How silly)
Surprised that old things from the past still bother people.


It's a whole nother day (yeah, it is)
It's a new day.


Snoop Dogg (and Doc motherfuckin' Dre) Nigga can ya feel this?
A statement and question asking if you are feeling their music.


It's the D-O-double, ya don't run up ya won't see no trouble
They introduce Snoop Dogg's nickname and say that no one should crank up any trouble.


If you caught up in these fuckin' streets
If you are stuck in the dangerous streets.


Who you gon' call when them niggas gettin' ready to blast?
Asking who will one call for help when they see someone about to shoot.


Yeah, and if that shit's gettin' ugly
Yes, if the situation is becoming violent.


Who you gon' call when them niggas come to get in ya ass?
Asking again who will one call for help when threatened.


I came to get in that ass, big D-Dogg, push the big hid-ogg
Snoop Dogg wants to fight and is ready for it.


You're hoppin' and poppin', how bout you hop up off my bid-alls
Asking someone to stop bothering him.


Got dirt on my pid-aws, I broke a few lid-aws
Referring to himself as having some issues.


It really don't matter cause I'm only here to spit on
Not caring about other people's opinions.


And get on and shit on niggas
Bragging and disrespecting others.


Do it to 'em D-O-double, right on nigga
Encouraging Snoop Dogg to do the same.


I'm saggin' it, baggin' it, slangin' dubs
Talking about selling drugs.


You motherfuckers think The Wash is all soap and suds?
Questioning if people think that The Wash is only a car wash place.


What's up cuz?
Asking how someone is doing.


If you tryin' to get a dub sack page me
If you want to buy drugs, contact him.


The hoes say "Dee Loc, you so crazy"
Referring to what women say about him.


Poppin' that shit don't faze me
Other people talking about him does not affect him.


I need my chips and the dip, it's like gravy
He wants his money and the rest is easy.


Now back to the lecture at hand
Saying let's get back to the main topic.


Perfection is expected and I'm feelin' that demand
He understands that perfection is expected from him.


Los Ange', broad day gunnin'
Talking about gun crimes that happen in Los Angeles.


That ain't no earthquake it's just Dre comin'
Saying that his approach is felt like an earthquake.


If this shit ain't played the party ain't bumpin'
Implying that their song has to be played or the party is not good enough.


If I don't show up the hoes ain't fuckin'
If he doesn't come to the party the women will not have sex.


(Real talk) Cali sunshine, come visit
Asking people to visit California in nice weather.


Just don't stop at stop signs with bullet holes in it
Warning people where to avoid stopping in California.


All-star League, you ridin benches
Saying that he is in a top league and others are not good enough.


I handle my business, fuck fake niggas
Saying that he is dealing with real issues and does not care about pretending ones.


I sell game a quarter million a track
He makes a lot of money from his music.


Snoop and the Good Doc back with a brand-new sack
Saying that he and Snoop Dogg have new music.


Shit's wrong, money gone, I'll blast
When things go wrong and he loses money he will shoot someone.


Out of town, out of bounds, no pass
When someone is out of their town they no longer have a say in the matter.


Runnin' up, talkin' shit, get smashed
If someone disrespects him they will get beaten up.


(Shoot first) Ask questions last
Saying that he will shoot someone before he asks what happened.


Fallin' back on that ass
Falling down and lying on one's butt.


Hit the switch and let the ass just drag
Lowering the car and letting the back end scrape the ground.


2001, 2002 tags, my nigga what you holdin'?
Saying that his car is brand new and asking what someone is holding.


Step out with the Stacey's and the Snoop Dogg Clothin'
Wearing Stacey's and Snoop Dogg's clothing.


Rollin', with the braids in my hair
Having hair braids and rolling in his car.


Cripped out, way pimped out, oh yeah
Showing the signs of a Crip gang member and being cool.


You gots to pay the cost to be the boss
Saying that he had to work hard and pay his dues to be successful.


After all that dirt I gots to get my shit washed (The Wash)
After going through many struggles he needs to get himself clean and refreshed at The Wash.


The Wash
Referring to The Wash, a car wash place where he likes to go and relax.




Lyrics Β© Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Imsomie Leeper, Andre Romell Young, Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Mark S. Jordan, Royal R. Harbor

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@mikeneidlinger8857

Dre was on it for this track.

Me and the homies all seated in the bleachers
Smoking bones the furthest reaches of the Galaxy
Don’t challenge the homies
We stoned and prone to decease bitches
We don’t wanna hit the kill switches
What is this?
Game?
Murder all the same?
What aim you got rolling up on potheads with locked dreads
Servin’ edit I give credit to the Ganja heads to the bomber
The wanderer further supercharged 2 car garage
Back at the pad
Suckas servin’ up stabs and cuts
Bitches shakin’ that ass
I cut class to score grass and passed the joint
Always on point the homies slack but I slack for them
I wasn’t born a warrior and the story they tell is hell
So I torn real slow
All the homies in it and you know
All how that close up shop training nonstop
A lot of the homies been shot and shit
We rock this and stop at no crisp clothing
The clockwork makes the head jerk and we rolling
All topic wrecks work on some Techs and AKs
A lot of the homies is Gray Aliens.

Rarely a dawn see all night fighter
Rhymer
Till the biter gone
Lighter the feather on the scale
Prevail
A lot of cats failed
I stale to rail off
I bail soft from the jail
Coughed on some herb
Busted word up
I trusted that
And soldier fat
Before they scold you dap?
I took a nap so I’m up all night
I like to keep it tight and never bite lyrics
All fear as they hear this
I’m your dearest blade fighter
I chill in the light heard of bloodshed
All stained red in this soil dead
Like failed Ganja crops I locks step
The dragon’s breath
All name with aim come and crept

I see Ganja and imagine my third eye open
Clever broken the system to list then
They get me medical
The threat’ll pull back with a sack
That’s credible fact
All I need is some weed to rap
Flip some stats and kick back
Explain a murder game is wick wack
Spit thunder clap and you under the map
Lookin’ for your shookin’ dap
Sold a sap on victory
And he still stuck to his story after gory defeat
Born with more to treat
I rock the athletic cleats
So I could play on grass relief
I never have any beef
I grew up smoking reefer the beach
Is where I like to spark kief word
Transform into a bird the 33rd
Get the set blurred on meth?
Never that
I exhale the cold dragon breath of Ganja
Increase my rep

All the skulls cracked it’s Wu
Come through with the fluid
You couldn’t do it get it done you ain’t from the ruins
I true flip school kids on Murder lids of grass
In the stash my burner lasts
I got that Ganja and a lot of harm done on it
I reprogrammed my whole set so I could fight
Bet
I run through a Tech 9 I got the next AK-47
Down the line and you out of time
All relax recline
State the facts you in a bind
I just wash my mind and soul clean
In this bad dream I had
I don’t get mad or even
Never fight believe in Wu

Stretch X marks
Bullet parks in the extra dark chocolate
Nighttime ride inside
You could ride the shotgun
A lot of a ton
A gun go off
The boss flipped his roster
You saw stir in the World
A third of the slid was hidden
Forbidden from carrying weapons
Everyone sex in the game
Called murder flame I exclaim
I brain drain
Bike in the lane with flame
All one in the same
I twitch stitch and came
With the aim
To never miss always hit
Servin’ fit
A monkey trip
A punk be slipped up
I ripped the truck jewels off fools

All straw hits jack
Need a Mac to relax to the music
Music true in it’s form is pure worn through
License grew on the dice kids up into stew
Flight with the crew
All hectic expect tricks to flex in it
To begin with you could get ridden of
Fittin hand in glove
A love is a dub sack
Murder black in the act of contact
React with the bomb back
Sold crack and relax
Flip Flap hold max and see cats dance
Take a chance
My style is advanced I answer
The word up cancer
Hands cut off stiff real stuff
In steel rough with the handcuffs
And be as such it’s too much



@efendimg

[Dr. Dre] (Snoop Dogg)
As the wheels turn city to city, hundred-spoke
Chronic smoke, twist up another Phillie (Done dilly)
(Them niggas still trippin' off that old shit) Really? (How silly)
It's a whole nother day (Yeah it is)
Snoop Dogg (and Doc Motherfuckin' Dre) Nigga can ya feel this?
(It's the D-O-double, ya don't run up ya won't see no trouble)
If you caught up in these fuckin' streets
(Who you gon' call when them niggas gettin' ready to blast?)
Yeah, and if that shit's gettin' ugly
(Who you gon' call when them niggas come to get in ya ass?)

[Snoop Dogg]
I came to get in that ass, Bigg Di-Dogg, push the big hid-ogg
You're hoppin' and poppin', how bout you hop up off my bid-alls
Got dirt on my pid-aws, I broke a few lid-aws
It really don't matter cause I'm only here to spit on
And get on and shit on niggas
Do it to 'em D-O-double, right on nigga
I'm saggin' it, baggin' it, slangin' dubs
You motherfuckers think The Wash is all soap and suds?
What's up cuz?

[Hook: Snoop Dogg]
If you tryin' to get a dub sack page me
The hoes say "Dee Loc, you so crazy"
Poppin' that shit don't faze me
I need my chips and the dip, it's like gravy


[Dr. Dre]
Now back to the lecture at hand
Perfection is expected and I'm feelin' that demand
Los Ang', broad day gunnin'
That ain't no earthquake it's just Dre comin'
If this shit ain't played the party ain't bumpin'
If I don't show up the hoes ain't fuckin'
(Real talk) Cali sunshine, come visit
Just don't stop at stop signs with bullet holes in it
All-Star League, you ridin benches
I handles my business, FUCK fake niggas
I sell game a quarter million a track
Snoop and the Good Doc back with a brand-new sack
Shit's wrong, money gone, I'll blast
Out of town, out of bounds, no pass
Runnin' up, talkin' shit, get smashed
(Shoot first) Ask questions last

[Snoop Dogg]
Fallin' back on that ass
Hit the switch and let the ass just drag
2001 & 2002 tags
My nigga what you holdin'?
Step out with the Stacey's and the Snoop Dogg Clothin'
Rollin', with the braids in my hair
Cripped out, way pimped out, oh yeah
You gots to pay the cost to be the boss
After all that dirt I gots to get my shit washed
The Wash



All comments from YouTube:

@jmoorhouse6317

One of Dr Dre’s most underrated beats. Absolute class.

@tudorradu5848

bro its literally i wanna do somethign fraeky to you XD

@MansaKimani

Couldn't agree more

@biggjune2914

Maybe because it's not his beat and a sample. Smh

@R2Manny

So smooth and g as fuck

@Fudge_Fantasy

@Tudor Radu slower but he took it straight from the bone for "nuthin but a g thang"

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@jboyj7822

Driving through the city streets at night bumping this shit max volume is crazy. This beat goes so hard

@user-xf5nj1vq3m

Ha poco te gusta he's te ridmo tan Berga

@BLAQLight

Amazing how Dre could create so many different beats from ONE SONG to sample!!

@manganiphiri4331

Snoop Dogg and Dr Dre duo has always been amazing.πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

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