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and Flood
Be the only motherfuckers ever show me love
It's cause of me ninth ward comin up like a storm
So when you see me identify me by the nine on my
Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high!
It's 1 A.M. and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by me just move with ya' boy
Got
21, yeah
Real street nigga
21
Know what I'm sayin'?
Young nigga done been through some shit man
Now a young nigga on top man
But I still got
guard the bitch up
Bout to get your World crowded by them soldiers in the chucks
You some real ass niggas, some down ass niggas
Say them 3rd Ward
posted cause I stay
On da block Glocks poppin like viagra
Nigga comin threw, shakin and wakin up niggas viagra
And they might talk cause they hatin man
I'm
like I'm poppin', nigga
I kept it trill with all the trill niggas
I get accepted by the real niggas
I was raised to be a real nigga
Every nigga
Aahhh, a nuff a dem a freak, 
 Den how dem waa fi class mi when all part dem a leak, 
 Ward 21 a speak, yuh nuh like it hold a seat, 
 Cause if yuh talk
Get ready (get ready), 
Back by popular demand (he's back) 
Snoop Dogg! (yo)

(One, two, check up)

One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
said look at my snaps and bout another rental
I brought my nigga to Nickel's 'cause that was a school
Tellin' all them ninth ward nigga's that the third
do
Nobody, no one does it better

Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high
It's 1a.m and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by
own
Some might say, "Take a chill, B"
But I can't G, cause there's somebody trying to kill me
I'm poppin' in the clip when the wind blows
Every
I'm Dana Dane
Put a patch over your eye, fuck with my petty change
Fuck what you heard, for that bird I'm a dirty nigga
Laid to rest by the one you
chips and steady growin while haters are steady
Plottin whatever we told them and poppin Ma I know you love it when
We rollin sittin in that baby blue
dope by the ki's, bundles, and pounds
Crown niggas in the way of progress
Mobbstress with intelect above the rest
Of the nanny goes wanna be sex symbols
[First Verse]
I been, through many ghetto wars, suffered some scars
Had doggs in different wards headin' behind bars
Lord knows it's hard but had
don't shock me
I'm supposed to have it. You never been close to karats
That's why you poppin' that shit jealous bastarts
I ain't impressed by you playa
at
why'all hear that Nolia Clap
why'all hear that Nolia Clap

[Verse 1]
I'm in the Calio, You know I'm headed front of town
By Chaotic and the Real One,
for them coupes but we dyin' by the gun
Missed his court date, now my nigga on the run
Big shit poppin' in his pocket like a lighter
Shit bag leave
the get back gang war 99th niggas fred ward
Americas most wanted I'm haunted by sinister niggas that paid
For
Mr. mitchell johnson you's a grown man with no
Man lives
In a sun lit world
Of what he believes to be reality
But
There is unseen by most
An underworld that is just as real
But not as brightly lit
bust
Anti-corporate, they anti-my essence
Anti-snortin' them anti-depressants
But I'm not pro-poppin' em
I'm provocative
And pro-stoppin' them FBI
at
why'all hear that Nolia Clap
why'all hear that Nolia Clap

[Verse 1]
I'm in the Calio, You know I'm headed front of town
By Chaotic and the Real One,
Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

I'm in the Calio, you know I'm headed front of town
By Kayotic and Lil' real one, 'cause it?s going down
You see
Wusup! to my nigga Kel, Third Ward is the motherfuckin' house
Mac Melph Calio, R.I.P. Pimp Daddy, Kilo ya with me, wusup Bryce hahahaha

Pop 'Em
Man lives
In a sun lit world
Of what he believes to be reality
But
There is unseen by most
An underworld that is just as real
But not