Lyrics:
about it is that the niggas kept it true
Inglewood family is what they claim to bang
Street Rue and Maddog, I think that was his name
But
She'd be swinging down the street
You could tell she was ready
By the look in her eye
As she slipped in through the crowd
She walked with grace
She'd be swinging down the street
You could tell she was ready
By the look in her eye
As she slipped in through the crowd
She walked with grace
it, hey they keep it real as fuck
We goin' to House of Blues tonight after the DJ in the Nolia
On Washington and Frerret, across the street from
it, hey they keep it real as fuck
We goin' to House of Blues tonight after the DJ in the Nolia
On Washington and Frerret, across the street from
bought the House of Blues tonight after the DJ in the Nolia
On Washington and Freret, across the street from Babosca
But first I'm 'bout to snatch up all
got love for the streets, repping 213 (for life)
Still the beats bang, still doing my thang
Since I left ain't too much changed, still
I'm representing
through your tape recorders
And everybody wanna hit but
Everybody ain't got this
At a show watch Big Chan rock it
Like gangs my shit bang in the streets
I
about it is that the niggas kept it true
Inglewood family is what they claim to bang
Street Rue and Maddog, I think that was his name
But
the street while you're tyin' your shoe
Like "Bang, bang," say, "Breathe, nigga, breathe"
I stand over the body, hit the boy in his tee
Say "Bang, bang
the street while you're tyin' your shoe
Like "Bang, bang," say, "Breathe, nigga, breathe"
I stand over the body, hit the boy in his tee
Say "Bang, bang
I said a hip hop
Hippie to the hippie
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it out
Bubba to the bang bang boogie, boobie to the boogie
(I got Hitman on the beat)
(Havokondabeat, bitch)
Big steppin'
I ain't worried
Yeah, man, they dyin' on the curb
Yeah, they die, but I ain't
thang, 'fraid she's a beauty bang
This is the Chairman of the Board
The archbishop Don Magic Juan
Big Snoop Dogg, is a boss playa
As a matter
Yeah
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know
Yeah
Can't trust no nigga, I know them niggas ain't built like me
Big Glock go bow, you reach
We famous decorators
Outlaws with the force, with the Money Makers
Wu-Tang, when we bang, we be regulators
Player haters can't play us, 'cause
peek-a-boo
Shhh the silence will speak to you
Hit you from across the street wile you tying ya shoe
Like Bang! Bang! say breathe nigga breath I stand ova
I got tired of New York City, of its sidewalks and its heat
So I got myself a great big horse and I rode him down the street
And then I hollered,
across the floor
You don't have game enough any more
Come up on a girl like me
And that's not a possibility 'cause...
[T-Mo]
You big plastic girl
gang
And I ain't no muthafuckin punk, so I'm standin by the trunk, I'll turn a big dawg to a no-name
I told him "wus crackin?" He told me
Na homie, wus
gon’ cost you
More than four quarters
Big mouths I slap shut and
Slap nuts I vanquish
Flap them lips too much you’ll
Leave using sign language
Call me
Yeah
Couple bad bitches like to go both ways
Walk across the street, don't even look both ways
They all stop and stare, hypnotized by my face
to the Bay you understand we doin' Big Thangs
Big thangs mothafucka big thangs fool. Check it out!
Aiight One O this E Feezee I gotta I gotta
to the Bay you understand we doin' Big Thangs
Big thangs mothafucka big thangs fool. Check it out!
Aiight One O this E Feezee I gotta I gotta
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