Lyrics:
I’m trying to stay in shape
This is how I get it in
By any means, bitch it’s in my genes
This is authentic
I don’t even write
N*gga god send it
I just
back down
Take a bitch, yeah, I got a sack now
Fuckin' bad bitches, I'll blow a bitch back now (Fuck)
Whoa (ayy, skeet)
Ay (go off), ay (go head)
dogs are off their fucking leashes
I got an unlucky baker's dozen of bullets that I could tease with
The gun is muzzled, but my dogs are off their
walked in and slapped the nigga
"Yo, that's my bitch, nigga, whatdup yo"
We grabbed him up, threw him in the back room
Where they be doing all that shit
Slimed out so i gotta keep my gun by me niggas slimed out so I gotta keep my gun
Slimed out so i gotta keep my gun by me niggas slimed T N T shit we
Ralph Lauren, going fast forward, (vroom)
Racks on the backend getting back to it(back to it)
Backfired poppin' Molly like an altoid (altoid)
Bitch on all
[Incomprehensible] watch yo back go front [Incomprehensible]
Scarecrow
Leave 'em stiff and froze my foes and hit 'em like Rose in China snow
Wanna see the costs
Shut up bitch
She be flipping da brick she ghetto bitch
I den ran out on court off a settlement
Nd I’m back on da streets into devilment
Fucked da
too close
Water diamond too froze, This pinky ring rose gold, I'm walking out the back door
Boi that shit was too close
I got me a sack of that gas n i
niggas trip I'ma lace it
If it's not percs that I'm takin' I'm off of Addie I'm racin'
I do the liquor not chasin'. I'm in this bitch and I'm faded
44Mafia
I was chillin' with a bitch and I was noticing she was so sadistic
Wanted the Nina to bite on her nipples and twist it
Sucking me off until she
you that's you're head
Trying to keep the snakes up off the grass, But nowadays you never know
Same n***** want me dead, On gang I use to call em' bro
you that's you're head
Trying to keep the snakes up off the grass, But nowadays you never know
Same n***** want me dead, On gang I use to call em' bro
Yeah
Better back up off me
Nigga never no soft your boy'll stop your heartbeat
While you out in the street yellin out what you fittin to do to me
Grabbed that bitch by her hair
Drug her across the ground
And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down
Sorry coach, its too late
time to wait
I want them diamonds water
Like a lake eat like a mobster still use
Paper plates remember
Back then used to hoop
Off the crates never
somebody's lickin' shots off
Security's gone, I'm trapped in the club
And I'm tryna run and get my motherfuckin' gun
(Nigga, what about your wife?) Nigga,
somebody's lickin' shots off
Security's gone, I'm trapped in the club
And I'm tryna run and get my motherfuckin' gun
(Nigga, what about your wife?) Nigga,
Couldn't bring shit to the gun fight, nod off quick
Couldn't even be a lick cause your pockets soft
Wouldn't waste a bullet on a bitch, get the rock salt
super-duper high
We super-duper fly
I put ya in the mix
I ain't with that Kibbles-N-Bits shit
Bitch, where's the grip?
[Chorus: Nate Dogg *singing*,
love ya family
Before I started rappin ain’t no bitch want me now Dey waitin in line to eat da drip n lick it off me
Pop a x n get jiggy ik my neck
run my mouth, bitch, I go stand on it
Me and bro go rock out with these glitches, knock off every opponent
That grrd , grrd, have nigga's scared,
houses
Before we fuck make them hop in the shower
Coppin Reggie’n’shit by the ounces
I couldn't even go put up a thousand
I couldn't really put up with
rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
By these rich, young, black hustlers out the slum
In New York state, bitch, you could get some
Say ahhh,
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