This song will forever remind me of middle school and my wannabe suburban chola days. I thought I was so bad. Over tweezed eye brows, high ponytail, tan Dickies, baby tees...the whole shebang. Embarrassing!! Those memories are priceless (note to self: find and burn all photos from this period). This gem of a song may single handedly capture the essence of my generations American experience in the 1990's. Nate Dogg's contribution to music and pop culture are invaluable. I'm sure he's cruising the hood in the sky right now in the sickest low rider ever with Jesus riding shotgun, rolling up huge, perfect joints. Have fun you two. R.I.P
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