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Snoop talking:
Ay yo G-1 I been listening to this nigga Quik album
& he ain't got no songs about the pussy. You know
that nigga gotta have something
Woof! motherfucker, Woof! motherfucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, Mystikal, where you at?)
Nigga, all I really wanna do is
Get down,
Woof! motherfucker, Woof! motherfucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, Mystikal, where you at?)
Nigga, all I really wanna do is
Get down,
to walk
My grandma got to see me, she said jbug you’ll go far
I found myself that day, but by the next day I was lost
All alone with these loans thinkin how
the dominant
Your honor this, cut your mic, I'm in control of all of this
Welcome to the 2nd album where we find ourselves surrounded
By some people venomous
players
Bring it
I lounge with the big boys, sippin Crystal
And when the music stops
Find me in the hotel
All my dime pieces in the back, where you at?
I
for your dates
While you masturbate for days I lay with dames that amaze
Crazy nice but not gon' lie I got a monster inside
Often times I find my cock
Aye, you know what? When I started recordin' this album
I said I won't gonna do a, you know dear momma type of record
But I felt the need to 'cause I
(Dope)
Witchcraft I do voodoo (Voodoo)
Don't have to lie to me (You don't)
It's only gone cost you (Cost you)
I can find out the truth (Truth)
By
do you still care
Im not the best at this
Chilling out and on the field
Just where the moonlight hits
Then I tried to grab your hand
Just by flicking
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
have harnessed in mid November
It only brushed the blossom bracket then soon sacrificed
Lives to icicle jackets when the frosted
I sunk to find the walk
the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than Nitty, my attitude is shitty
Born on a dopefiend's titty.. huh
In every city you'll find me
Look for trouble
lit fire bro, you got anything for me"
And well... You'll show em this shit
You can suck my dick for all I care
Doesn't matter where you are
I'll meet
'em out the box
I got a rhyme to wake, you're sloppin' up and down the blocks
There never was a time when I was down to meetin' by myself
When all
cheap labor and fat profits by selling, to you
Before you say what I think, take a deeper look
Why are these people so poor that they need this work
No
Can you help me find myself
Can you help I need help
Can you help me find myself
Can you help me I need help
Cause I’m lost
I’m so lost
Cause I
the old Kari like patience
Unbothered by society without moving my responsibility to society
I'm searching for harmony
I'm searching for perfection
The Children of Zion
My album complete
I got the solution
Just seek and you'll find it
I Mobb Deep in this bitch
She tell me she love it
Her temperature rising
tryna find
Pieces of it buried deeper but I couldn't so you know that that's a sign
By design all I wanna do is make rappers resign
Keep my eyes
or were
Live life in the moment
So you look back
And it feels like a blur
I'm alright now
But I was lost
You gotta find yourself
No matter the cost
Life
on another planet
By the time you get this album im on another album another album another one
Dj Khaled man i can't count em
My spaceship it crash landed
So
the U-N-I T with out
B ya'll should jus give it out free
Cause in the south we consider
You weak nigga when I speak the
Streets get relief they really
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