Lyrics:
and jig em
We pick em and kick em
Flippin' them whip and I'm wing clippin' them lip
'Cause I'm cold sick of them
Much quicker than them lyrically
flamin's, bitch you not playing with my chips
I'm ready to die for my blood
You could get turned to a blunt
Keep acting crazy, you won't
Bitch I do all
about that, Hammer?
I'm gon' turn this mutha out.
Hammer, he is...
Strong like a lion, no denyin'
I'm in effect and you suckas are tryin'
To get with
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
ain't even have no blood in him
Prolly the reason why I keep taking these drugs quicker
Ain't got no patience for these motherfuckin' fuck niggas
I
a show you how that MAC feel
I'm like C bailey in the
Corner of that backfield
Wrong move will get your
Motherfucking cap pilled
Rolling in this murder
the youth say, "Look at where I'm at now
Straight poverty, death is in my backyard
Dope dealers, get fifty G's a pack
While my teacher don't really give
full of women understanding how I'm living
Show them hos how you winning
It's the beginning with the pearls you're given
The world soft like linen
I been through it all
I got so many hits, can't remember them all
While I'm takin' a shit, look at the plaques on the wall
Y'all just sit back, get
A couple of cocktails'll send me to jail
There's a couple of cops hot on my trail
But this time, when I get pulled over
There's a Doberman Pinscher
the line
I'm goin' back to spend some time where I can't fall
when I ain't got a dime
I'm southbound
[ ac.guitar - harmonica ]
Southbound's burnin'
pounds straight out the gate
I don't hate, got no beef but knock a nigga off quick
And I'm mad like a bitch and a nigga with a soft dick
Get off this,
smog has got me down
I'm goin' up to the country
Where there ain't no doggone smog around
Well, you got me baby
Sugar let your papa take you by
You know I'm from the Yay where all the game come from
I'm O.G., like the candle light grip
I'm company, Too Sheezy and Magic Mike
I'm the one that
smog has got me down
I'm goin' up to the country
Where there ain't no doggone smog around
Well, you got me baby
Sugar let your papa take you by
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
up and we end up on the news
If you go down, I'm goin' down too
If you do down, I'm goin' down too, yeah
I keep all your secrets by the dozen
You
are gonna hafta come and get me
Off yo ass, that's how I'm goin out
For the punk motherfuckers that's showin out
Niggaz start to mumble, they want
Yo mami where you goin?
Money, mackin, pimpin [hoes] and
Girl you are all I need
The Del shake your butt, your so sexy
Girl ...
[Snoop Dogg]
son (real weak) yea!... I'm goin for all that I can get
Kickin at the top cause I'm too legit to quit...sing!..
Too legit... Too legit to quit
Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods
I'm a swisher man 8 in the mornin' you bouta
Get found by a fisherman
Yeaa, You guys is bitches, little girls
more bullets, feel played 'bout it, get to trippin'
I'm with the Cartel every time I re-up
On the plane by the runway, that's how they greet us
on if you want to
From the city where we known, baby for what we goin do
I'm the lady alligator who's the calm in that water
I'm the migrane
right here, who knows what she knows?
So I'm goin' through her phone if she go to the bathroom
And her purse right there, I don't trust these hoes
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