Lyrics:
Look at ma, still whippin
Still keep a strap, won't hesitate to give the kids whippins
Tryin to make it to heaven, still livin
Make a visit, stop by
to make the system look stupid, [yo]
They rather look you in the face and shoot it
And leave your spot looted [or what]
Or leave your whole life blank
We really lucky we got 'em, you can spot 'em
From a distance, now let's just say FOR INSTANCE
You got a crank gettin' ganked for his bank by some
the Nineteen Naughty Nine MC
Microphone controller, master of ceremonies
So remember why you hate me
I'm Naughty By Nature you're Severed By
snitchin nobody out when ya facin a life sentence
For death, you do it by yo God-damn self
[Scarface]
He gettin clean, so we gave him a job
Had the whole
was just passing by the time
Just tryin to keep you offa my mind
You was actin like you ain’t want me so
I had to show you the difference between
of the room
and have everybody shakin in they kung-fu shoes
I got madrox wit me packin a bowl
I got 17 keppin 1 in the hole
I got a stash spot that I keep
seein' you baby maybe I might
Cause when you walked by, I knew you we're my type
The apple of my eye, you're flyer than a kite
Okay alright, I know that
But after seein' you baby maybe I might
Cause when you walked by. I knew you we're my type
The apple of my eye. You're flyer than a kite
Okay
But sugar don't forget what you already know
I could be the one to turn you out
We could be the talk across the town
Don't judge me by the color,
You gotta mess with the greed from the weed I believe
Is you a cop without a clue jus' lookin' for a need
Life rolls on
Passin' by yo eyes so fast
stores
Drop top coupes (coupes)
Stop by Snoop's (Snoop)
Icon weed (weed)
I got juice (I got it)
Gold presidential (I got it)
Full time masseuse (I
you knew I was goin' to bust a move (brr)
I'm drippin' mud on my shoes, yeah, I got slatts by the twos
Put Chanel and Jimmy Choos, I don't play by
Another episode of a Doggy Dogg tale, you know me well
You know I'm coming by the smell
I'm here when you see the weed smoke in the air
Party
pork
I'm prolly one of the realest yet
Trust me these niggas can feel a threat
I'm not too concerned with the internet
Come pop up in spots where we
spots
How can life go on without me here?
It's impossible
All the pain endured to give life
And we keep giving and giving and giving and that's
His driver's license said James he went by Jim
A gangster wanna be and baby that was him
He stole his uncle's 44 last Friday night
Said if I
with the weed spots
And all my niggas on them cell blocks
We gon' R-U-double-F R-Y-D-E
You can't fuck with my army
My niggas is untouchable, eatin'
with not a soul there to share with
Hurry, it's lovely up here!
Wake up, bestir yourself, it's time that you disinter yourself
You've got a spot
he in the building
(Ooo) I got a one didn't take long to spot 'em
In the clubs showing love in them
Candy apple bottoms like ooo
What flavor you
a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper
Now that word means a whole lot to me
Now what I mean by that, it's simple as this
You gotta open up your head
Matter of fact, open up your mind
And let
talking bank roll my money my money my money
(Ace Hood)
And where my money young niggas gotta have that
Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
amazin'! (amazin')
I'm alive, I got by with my life!
Every time I look around it seem
Like I'm in trouble, pressured by the devil.
Lord I love You
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