Lyrics:
motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit back, relax, new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second
motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit back, relax, new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second
relax, new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second, and I'm still checkin'
The dopest
they're left with the scent of death threats
in 7 seconds I'll become undone, I'm breaking through
if you're around by the time I reach number one I'm
And a hundred other boys and girls
And all that you have done
We picked up the trail at the seven crowns
One of your cronies, he was doing your rounds
We
Thinking to myself something gotta give
Gotta switch it up
Man I gotta put this shit in second gear
On the fast route to them M's
Thinking this can't
Dark cloud over my head, I ain't bothered by it
Treat it like we best friends, Death Note, I'm followed by it
Tryna rip the heart out the beast?
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
the grave
Where I'm from you gotta take a risk
They done let me in the do
Now I walk how I'm talkin my shit
On the block on the corner by the bricks
Like
kissin' on these hoes
See these broads want stars
Big dicks down in the drows
Seven days a week seven brand new cars
Yeah I done it parkin' GS 300
Check us
"Gun shots"
[Ty Knitty]
Uh uh uh it's war son for real
" Machine gun shots"
[Godfather]
War (repeating)
If its war it's on
24 slash 7 war war
We
straight up from infantry
Wars begin, we done sayin' they playin' to win
But we got it all within
So roll with the sheets, 'cause the thugs, they creep
Memento, a poem about rape by Spicky Boy Bronx
Soy enojado, I'm angry, I'm sorry, lo siento
I'm trying to get better, but I got this memento
crashing down
(He's terrified) of what's inside his own mind
It takes 6 or 7 lifetimes to get it right, but only 6 or 7 seconds to get it done
And I know
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
don't want me no more
We done did a run, the second option gon' be a solo
My godmama want me to visit her, but it's too much smoke
Tell
the Mets
Sportscenter with the homies she wit it placing a bet
1K or she ain't hearin it
Or takin niggas serious
Prestige S7 hit the corner they on notice
push you off to the side
Make 2 commas every quarter and I'm fucking all dimes
So the second I arrive I don't like to waste time
With my dog by my side,
to the side
Make 2 commas every quarter and I'm fucking all dimes
So the second I arrive I don't like to waste time
With my dog by my side, you would think that
7 so we both can get paid
Said grandma, can I get a scratch off?
When I put in all your numbers at the store for the day
Said grandma, can I get
1: Napoleon
So more gun shots
By some young niggas
And now the media consider y'all some dumb niggas
And where you at
I done came from that
So I know
the mall out
Fuck the fallout
Word is Stretch, I bet they pussy
The seven digits push me
Fuckin' real
Here's the deal
I got a hundred bricks, 14-5 a piece
it, homicide on anybody siding with it
I am Richard Pryor fire, lighter to a diaper, hot shit
I get excited by the shit that you liking
'Cause you
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