Lyrics:
the morning!
I got big C-Style on the grill
Eastside! Keepin' it way real
Dogg Dogg, LBC
If you got beef, with DPG,
Then holla at me, the D-O-G
If you
outfit, could get your mouth split
It's a shame, but it ain't no thang to me
'Cause I slang these things like a G
It's on, is anybody killing for
It's a shame, but it ain't no thang to me
'Cause I slang these things like a G
It's on, is anybody killing for the summertime
I gotta get another
of Beyond, Kenna, Apathy, Candy Pop
Shout to the whole Demigods
Can't forget Craig G, who wants me to wear the crown but I tell him I can't
The Gorillaz
face
Leavin' you bloodier than a MaxiPad
Crayola crayons, they'd have to Color Me Badd
So play like a midget and forget it
'Cause I put oil
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa, whoa
Tell me what do we do
When the DJ's playing our favorite groove
We step
To when
The whole night
me that walk
Show me that walk
Show me that walk
Show me that
Show me that
Show me that
Show me that
Show me that
Coming through with my n.i.g.gs
She's
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa, whoa
Tell me what do we do
When the DJ's playing our favorite groove
We step
To when
The whole night
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa, whoa
Tell me what do we do
When the DJ's playing our favorite groove
We step
To when
The whole night
Suge Shot Me
In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
Music insiders are
of the new album
Resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers
Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character
Of not only Mr.
records as well
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac
Excuse me Makaveli's verbal a**ault
On Mobb Sleep, Notorious B.I.G. and several
don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
Ayy, look Stormz this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella
album, Miami not like Barbados
She never seen an island
She tried to ask me 'bout paper, told her I keep it pile stack
I might even eat it, long as you
Photo album but the color faded from it
If I could back and tell you how it ends, I woulda done it
Don't look down
Don't look down
Friends
Seeing colors left and right
Feeling down through the night
Got a mistress she's so vicious
She always leaving me when she visit
I don't get who
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa, whoa
Tell me what do we do
When the DJ's playing our favorite groove
We step
To when
The whole night
niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here
B.G.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo
a name brand, just like Nike
I'm a name brand, man wanna fight me
Cause I'm a name brand, but you can't take man
I'm a name brand, yeah that's right, G
and define it by hue
Bright lights flashing right before my eyes
Every color of the universe before me lies
Moving to the beat
To the point where I can't
g-a-n-g makin noise
Us niggas from the Brick now wreckin shit with the (Badd Boyz)
Step to my crew, you get your dome flown and blown
I'm part
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
What it do nigga
This your nigga T-Streets bang bang
In the building
This young money
First up
My nigga, Gudda Gudda
Double "G"
Blap, blap
the white Benz, same color Mike skin
Make ya soul spin when the pin loading
Au revoir, goodbye, now applaud
Yeah, now its childs play nigga
My lil' "G
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