Lyrics:
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas run this
Bad Boy
D-P-G
D-P-G
Bad Boy
D-P-G
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas
careful that you don't run into nobody (D-P-G for life)
Put all them Yaks down and them chronic joints and thangs (D-P-G, D-P-G)
And go on, make it home
Dolce & Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her 'cause they want her
I spit a little G, man, and my game got her
A hour later have that
Dolce & Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her 'cause they want her
I spit a little G, man, and my game got her
A hour later have that
p-p-put 'em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
Give it up, give it up, g-g-give it up
These down South boys ain't playin wit y'all
of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of four fifty
men lie
a tree
R-I-P-P-I-N-G
One little Indian smoking in a tree
R-I-P-P-I-N-G
One little Indian smoking in a tree
R-I-P-P-I-N-G
It's the envious taking our
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
Man, don't you know that I'm loco?
I was chillin' right around my way
21st, east side of the Beach
This motherfucker ran up on me
Talkin' shit
Around the streets of the D
Let's take this city
Dallas, Texas, man, the home of the G
I'm doing ninety down six thirty five
While blowing a tree
And T-P
[Master P talking]
Ronzo, shut the door on that Cougar partner
It's time to get pervin'
Keyon, pass the dank man (Yeah man)
Yo G you wanna hit (Yeah,
put 'em up, p-p-put 'em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
Give it up, give it up, g-g-give it up
Them cops on put and they came
put 'em up, p-p-put 'em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
Give it up, give it up, g-g-give it up
Them cops on put and they came
Man you kno she stunt for me
Don't run from P
They come in 3
Unbeknownst to me
Got an ounce of the tree
What's a crown to a G
Man they Frown
[intro: Master P (4-Tay)]
Whatsup Franky J (You know how we do it Bad Boy)
You think they ready for this Master P and 4-Tay hookup?
(I know they aint
street knowledge and wisdom
Ah yea, D.P.G., yea D.P.G.
Pop the Champagne
Once you break this of you can't get twisted
So pay attention and listen
[Intro]
Let's get it homeboy!
Y'all already know what is man, this ain't nothin' new to y'all man!
T.I.P., Pimp $quad Click ya understand that?
this young big tawny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons
An' daughters of her jealous mother?
By suckin' their
gotta progress through the struggle man
[Chorus]
[Guru] In this life.. (ohhh, this life)
[DJ P] "You better wake up"
[Guru] In this life.. (talkin
(pappie) NTM
Trip zone music
Cokeboy
Man they know me as TIB
Got my Bros on this one
(feezy on the track go)
20 by midnight
What's on my mind is
[Intro: Styles P]
Yeah! FUCK niggaz!
Grease whattup? Vacant Lot
I'm a EXPOSE these bitches!
You don't like me SET IT!
[Styles P:]
This ain't
nigga
(hold up)
This your boy little scrappy shorty
(BME) A-town (A-town)
Mi nigga game (Comptown)
You know, its westside (G-G-G-G) in this bitch
Smoke's world,
The King of drill, man,
This is Pop Smoke's world,
R.I.P.P.S.
Blood runs in the street,
cnd runs in the water,
In the street,
There's
[Master P]
G ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep
Thats how we late night creep
See in Cali' fools be gettin' their serve on
And at the side shows cars
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