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tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall
and roll elite,
Cheap Rotten Vicious imitations thinking they'll change their world
With dyed hair and predictable gestures. Nouveau wankers.
There's
a nigga by a gun, or even by a fucking knife
Nikiwa show man I'm killin' this shit
Nikiwa stu man I'm killin' this shit
Chri$ on the beat, man he's killing
some tracks
With my beats mixed with some made by himself
Oh shit yes mine were made by myself
Bitch you listening this is Mr. Chris reppin hotline
your jealousy as you're watching (I see you watching)
You're watching (it's all good)
It's kinda sexy to me (I love it)
How you're watching, you're
going to jail tonight
I see them watching (Watching)
And waiting (Waiting)
For an opportunity to ride up on me
Hoping they don't roll up on me
Cause
going to jail tonight
I see them watching (Watching)
And waiting (Waiting)
For an opportunity to ride up on me
Hoping they don't roll up on me
Cause
motherfucker on (Fire)
The whole world watching, Los Angeles is on (Fire)
Yeah, yeah (Fire)
1992, was you here for the (Fire?)
Uh-huh
Standing
Let me talk my shit (go head brother)
We run the city (what else)
We run state (what else)
We run the country (what else)
we run the world nigga
been watching the world go by now
I've been watching the world
I've been watching the world go by now
I've been watching the world
As the cars roll
The whole world lookin' at me
Watching and waiting to see
If I fulfill my destiny
The whole world lookin' at me
Watching and waiting to see
If I
dolo, yeah
I roll by myself yeah, don't need no one else, yeah
I roll by myself, I roll solo dolo
When I came in this world, it was me, myself, and I
strings but I go by
Chris Era, it's yours
More kicks on the drums these chords
Her roots, these shores
She shoots, she scores
Riding down rodeo drive
I sit
and you call them by their first name
Watching the clouds roll by bye bye
Sometimes I can hear this old earth shouting
Through the trees as the wind
everythin' you say to me
(This is goin' out to all the shorties around the world)
Never knew it could be so wicked, hopin' that you stay wit' me
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till life's no more
I hope my bro Chris turn to the cross
Before his eyes close and it's lights all off
Whoa, before your body hauled off
All because you
the world watching, so i stay litty (wo,wo)
With the big dogs, judo karate kicking (wo,wo)
She do the lip talk, tell me why am i tripping (wo,wo)
I ain't
and I'm watching the world go by
Sitting here on top of the sky and I'm looking down at you and I
cnd the game is set — just roll the dice and we'll sit
everythin' you say to me
(This is goin' out to all the shorties around the world)
Never knew it could be so wicked, hopin' that you stay wit' me
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skated down, hoping he wouldn’t roll the dice
As we were watching both those teams
I was sitting next to the girl of my dreams
And though we’ve only just
I’m on call, niggas know I’m on demon time
No encore, hold it down for the one time
Young Chris Paul, I see it all when I hit the dime
All out war,
Spirits up-up under me
Devils can’t come over me
Souls watching over me
Helping take that load off me
Spirits watch over me
Demons can’t come over me
things look different here,
At the mission of the sacred heart
Watching all the days roll by
Who are you and who am I?
How's life on Earth?
Watching the world passing through...
Oh Ram bam bi doo ah Ram bam bi doo ay
Roll one for me brother, eighteen inches long
And we can lay down here by
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