Lyrics:
problem
down wit them drama boys an also Eightball
understand I gotta plan to get me some green
I stay in cruise like control but bustaz
of carnage
And I just came to gain, see what this hoes talkin bout
Get into a gang a thangs
y'all suckas ain't sayin shit can't see me
Who you talkin to? Don't
different heat
But when we move the macs for Game, cuz we on the same beat
So if you f**k wit blood, then you f**k wit us
And we ain't bustin' duds, cuz we
problem
down wit them drama boys an also Eightball
understand I gotta plan to get me some green
I stay in cruise like control but bustaz
Ride wit us
Bitch ride wit us
Ride wit us
Roll up your windows and ride wit us
[ Too Short ]
Lets smoke this Oakland indoe
Dont roll down
lasers, my diamonds like light sabors
Glocks save us down here, like God's prayer
I could turn it up when I want, I'm petty wit' it
Shorties know exactly
of the light
Weight now pop a gun wit them now
Where the fuck them clowns at kickin' the dough for the pussy by the hour
Where the them hoers at get your
[Intro]
[Answering Machine]
Monday, ten fifty-three A.M.
[Voice on phone]
JD, it's me, Bree
Call me, babe
Havin' all them parties, us cats down here
Ahh! I kicks it off, n**** what rhyme wit no f***in problem,
down wit them drama boys, an also Eightball,
understand I gotta plan, to get me some
And I came to have fun, here homie
(what else?)
And I came wit a ton of money (but)
Don't get it twisted the gun is on me (now)
This chick's wit her man
weight now pop a gun wit them now
Where the f*** them clowns at kickin the dough for the p**** by the hour
where the them hoers at get your dough mama
away,
Cuddled wit an Ivy toilet,
But I'm back now,
Commits to get it on,
Not spoil it,
I'm Drink-A-Lot,
Take a jug of sumpthin' big an do my
as a motherfucker, shaped like a Coke bottle
Nigga got a lump in his throat so he can't swallow
Sh-she walkin' wit it, yeah that why ya ass'll get it
Gotta keep it
no trippin)[00:14.93]I can't sit by imma get to these riches ( imma get to these riches)[00:16.45]Shawty look so fine yea that booty I'm grippin (dat
Ahh! I kicks it off, n**** what rhyme wit no f***in problem,
down wit them drama boys, an also Eightball,
understand I gotta plan, to get me some
a lie
Intrigued evenly by
Easily eyed prospects
Popping in mind
Can I inhale the flame
Given in by the enemy plies
Piles of trials and dice
Wrapped
is over, you'll hardly be missed
You start thinkin' of all the artists you dissed, all the carnage you left
Is this the kinda karma you get
For
the layers of decay with vicious rancor and bitter scorn
To get at the cold, dead heart of the matter which we bring forth to
Mourn
Carnage canonized
We
city
Shake ya ass, show no pity
Get the cash, fuck that kitty
After that, it's time to get dough
(If y'all ain't wit us y'all got to go)
Gimme
Whats a real bitch
If she ain't real wit ya
Whats a down bitch
If she ain't still wit ya
Even through the bullshit
Im still wit ya
Even through
wit the rafters (He hall of fame now)
This shit ah get serious nigga foreal foreal (Foreal)
These hoes they come by the pack nigga this shit ain't no
of the Imperium assembled before the towering cyclopean walls of ancient Gul-Kothoth. It was some time before the billowing dust cloud raised by the massed arrival
me shit
If u wanna ride get high, n roll up nigga
We gone slide by wit style n they can’t fuck wit us
Now roll up nigga, roll up nigga
Roll up nigga,
I dont wanna be down bad
I dont wanna be down bad wit no bag
I dont wanna be down bad
Wit my head down, get my bread
Keep my head up, Ima sped up
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