Lyrics:
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Me and Ren in the black CE, yo,
Poppin' some funky shit by the D.O.C
I gotta get paid, paid in a hurry see
I gotta have it if I'm not paid fully
the thoughts to get to pumpin
Hopin' like all the people let me talk, let me say somethin'
'Cause nothin' for nothin' leaves nothin', I got nothin' to lose
Punching my clock. Now I'm wanted by the manager
Soupin me up sayin "You're a good worker,"
"How would you like a quarter raise, move up the register"
"Large
me less my dough jacked
You cud get ya Dough jacked
Cuz lately theres been more stress
Times get harder than the diamon on the.rolex
Every pack I
it
Don't get no better than this, you catch my drift
You get stripped by ballhandlers ruled by swackhammer
Danger, you're dealin' with official
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
snatch if you got it
Told ya before ta' hide it
Told ya if you hide it
It's a must that I find it
Ride or die bitch
Chop or get chopped ho
B.G. split
one of these
Like, no dose, coke up in ya nose
Some weed up in ya lungs
The heroin in your vains
You know, sober just by saying the name
It's all
Poetry my gift, I decided to keep it
and use it
cs Bob Marley,
we
jammin', by all means
cnd real gangsters in magazines
You wanna see
the club or the party
sincerely fuck you up severly by the yearly
Keep the sky clearly
I'm straight from the seventies
Mockneck colors wit ya bitch ass disappearance
Give me
beat
Me and Ren in the black CE, yo,
Poppin' some funky shit by the D.O.C
I gotta get paid, paid in a hurry see
I gotta have it if I'm not paid fully
Love him
Can't get enough of him
Everyone winks
Nobody's nosy
Side by side
He's just crazy about me
By side
He's a very tender guy
You
see us floating by
Ayo this is no lie
Me and my niggas gettin' high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by
Ya I get high
You might
All i ever wanted in this world was the real thing
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any
Aiyyo, you betta flee Hobbes
Or get your head flown three blocks
L keep rapper's hearts pumpin like Reeboks
And every year I gain clout
And my name sprouts
I split that ghetto
It's that time, look at that bezel
Dining with that cello
Freaky-fine, a China fellow
He's pumpin' banana yellow, get that
Let me
Row"
Throwin' Westside, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-bys, brought up to bang
We claim mob, M.O.B., if you be specific
We control all cash
Row"
Throwin' Westside, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-bys, brought up to bang
We claim mob, M.O.B., if you be specific
We control all cash
Run up in ya spot like homie lemme pray
Just let him in your heart and he gonna light the way
Only one way his way that’s the trill way
Yeah that’s
that's contributed
To not knowin ya limits and who you need to test
When you step into the house of the Lord and get blessed
Get on your knees, bow down
I'm the dead body creepin' through the streets on the East side
Took about 3 shots, victim of a homicide
Do a drive by in a second
Leave ya all
[Music Intro]
[Verse 1]
Since I'm blown let me flex this
If its somethin on ya mind recline and check this
So smooth not reckless
We can get high
80 for the 7 grams, smokin on good purple
Jack fools, make ya strip down to ya butthole
Used to go to school with the foo
But I'm cuckold get it how
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