Lyrics:
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
Check this out.
[Snoop Dogg]
Welcome to the house the D O double G built
We got honey cream silk and milk
We make that big bank
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
Uh, check it out, uh
I steps in where the Mo's and the hoes at bay-bee!
Fuck all that pretty shit
Takin' it back to the gutter for you
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
Know why I sound so raw, 'cause I'm down by law
Try to play me 'cause I'm rappin', I will break yo' jaw
Catch a nigga in these streets, make you
the bitch got
Me trippin like a bucket
Shots going off in the streets
10 hut, big squads are with me
See niggas 12 ballin like they
Been in the gym
But you
comin' straight out of Virginia (woo)
DJ's in the mix shows
You better go to the record store and cop that shit (oh Lord)
And to the bootleggers
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
Check this out.
[Snoop Dogg]
Welcome to the house the D O double G built
We got honey cream silk and milk
We make that big bank
tellin' me don't run the streets
So tell me am I wrong?
For tryin' to communicate through a song
I'm up early in the mornin', by sunrise I'll be gone
ca big homie bet you get vetoed
Niggas be pussy
Don’t move by the street code
She watch me fuck on her
Friend from the peep hole
Bet she get wetter
for my children and my kin
Til my brothers out the motherfucking pen I'm going in
Verse 2 (Ice-T)
Fuck it
Bout to bust it with guns in broad
to run around the yard, trying to flee from Leonard, who was frenetically trying to catch it. In one of the turns, it found a way out to the street. So
(Let’s get it)
I gotta’ go hard (Gotta’ go hard)
I gotta’ go feed the streets (Streets)
I’m up there with mars (I’m up with the stars)
I’m poppin’
weeks in the beater, stinkin' out here, I ain't leavin'
Call my baby like, "I need you, bag a ball up, all them pieces"
Lethal injection by the needle,
the best in the game? Of course
I had to work for this
Super star status, yeah
Ball like magic, yeah
Brand new Patek, yeah
I got a big yoppa if you
Circlin' up out back behind that Texaco
Brushin' the blonde hair out of her blue eyes
Countin' the stars out under the big sky
Passin' the bottle round just
Keep watch, lights out when the beat drop
Keeping the streets locked
I'm calling all G's from each block, from each block
Keep watch, lame niggas out
the bitch got
Me trippin like a bucket
Shots going off in the streets
10 hut, big squads are with me
See niggas 12 ballin like they
Been in the gym
But you
gonna star in a movie part
Suddenly it's all worthwhile
Oh, a little bit closer now
But really still too far
Is it always out of reach?
That bright
comin' straight out of Virginia (woo)
DJ's in the mix shows
You better go to the record store and cop that shit (oh Lord)
And to the bootleggers
Flash back, I'm seein' stars I used to get it by the sheet
Big house for a week, hella bitches in my pool
I'm almost outta smoke, flyin' another mule
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