Lyrics:
And talking that fufu
Your bitch give me top
Im delivering all of the drugs
That’s why they call me lil doc
I’m all in ya hood in ya spot
I might just go grab
It's Trinithick
Bitch i'm cutting up whip gigging on five-eighty
And I got five on the load these niggas trying to chase me
Had to steal the sauce I
to order another case of 40's
Yo Doc give 'em a Coke with that
Wake up the West coast is back
(I can take you higher)
Show you how that low rider bounce off
up!
Yo yo it's funk d.o.c.
Yo, you're on the mic to rock the symphony
[Redman]
Yo yo
Did you ever think you would catch a cap?
Yo did you ever
mothafucker till your brain gets hazey
Maybe the doc will hook it up with some medicine
Out i'm too crazy, there aint no way that they gonna let us in
I'm not
said, now do it to him!
Doc and Sally inside
They're busy cooking for the down five, oh
Who's staring at Miss Rayon
Busy licking up her pig pen
I'm
said, now do it to him!
Doc and Sally inside
They're busy cooking for the down five, oh
Who's staring at Miss Rayon
Busy licking up her pig pen
I'm
said, now do it to him!
Doc and Sally inside
They're busy cooking for the down five, oh
Who's staring at Miss Rayon
Busy licking up her pig pen
I'm
a Walkman on
When I caught a guy
Give me an awkward eye
cnd I strangled him up in the parking lot
With his Karl Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
if they ban me, I don't give a fuck
Chalk it up as experience (yeah, bad luck)
Because I'm ballin with Laylaw's clout
And if he say that it stays,
I’ll give them some new shit
I’ll just use my old flow
Looky here motherfucker: I’m not playing
Look, look
What's up
It’s '011 why that Maybach a '06?
it, doc, a World War passed through my brain"
He said, "Nurse, get your pad, this boy's insane"
He grabbed my arm, I said "Ouch!"
As I landed
Told her told her, give her what you wannna, want
I don't got no patience I ain't no D.O.C (D.O.C)
Threw her back up in the air there wasn't no
the money, gotta get it,
Give it up, i want it now,
Pushin my body to its limits to get a bit of it,
A man a mission im ready for whatever counts,
Gotta get me
Nineteen ninety, Chubb Rock jumps up on the scene
With a lean and a pocket full of green
The green doesn't symbolize I made it on the top
But
Well, I heard that news by the man in the street
How his shades are cool and his Doc's are sweet
Ska music, reggae it's the same old beat
But it's
dear
I was just chillin', are you willin'
To give up that feelin'?
Say it again, say it again
Did it right here
And I'm waiting, waiting, waiting
to drop jaw then give em that lock jaw like Bobby Brown
Ugh, hard to break habits I'm great at it
Live by the code of the streets and I automate havoc
Rap
could say
He said it was a bad dream
I wouldn't worry 'bout it none, though
Them old dreams are only in your head
I said, hold it, Doc, a World War
They say it started in the East where the apple was
But out West we be throwing them apples up
They say them Fruit Town niggas gon' ride tonight
They
thoughts on the race
Want my time, don't want listen
You need money, I got mine
I'm on a mission, What?
The docs signed It's label time
What?
The docs
Know one day Ima make it
Be a millionaire off Google Docs
Give my ma them faces, when I'm cakin'
Gon have buku knots
Jugs right offa Dacian, but I'm
right we gon' win
Ren makin' niggas run and duck
Hands on my balls
With the Doc not givin' a fuck
We bad luck, here a dick to suck
Your hoe can taste it
may be fake, but at least I know I'm right.
Am I blinded by your love, am I blinded by the light
Pick it up where we left off, yeah yeah
Come around,
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