Lyrics:
baby push that GT G loot
Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos
Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot
Now what it do, yeah baby young
baby push that GT G loot
Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos
Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot
Now what it do, yeah baby young
use to go with
But you can tell em both that it's yo dick
I bet (They don't know)
That you don't even speak when you see me in the streets
But you still
to let it go
Leave it in the past, this night won’t last
As long as you’re with me i got you
Call my number, call my name
I’ll be by your side, we’ll stay
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
[Ice Cube]
Speak on it my nigga, speak on it (and my heat go)
[Chorus]
Only in California
Where niggas pull heat and run up on ya (get your
leave behind us)Baby (don't you know?)Baby (don't you go)Think it over and stay! Let's hang onLet's hang on to what we've gotDon't let go, girl, we've got
dungeon shit
It's FATHERWASP
Aka Young Yellow Jacket
Aka aka Killa Kubrick
Joining Forces with the one and only, Vermin the Villain
Aka LORD VERM
Aka aka
the streets with your thugs (just let a nigga run with the homies)
I'll be waitin' for you (let me go kick it with my niggas, when I come back)
Until you get
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
(Let's just go out tonight)
Come on by my best Budweiser
We can hang and do anything
This friendship has me wasted
I just don't want to feel a damn
[Ice Cube]
Speak on it my nigga, speak on it (and my heat go)
[Chorus]
Only in California
Where niggas pull heat and run up on ya (get your
the ministers, sinister wicked to contemplate
Sinners they wanna comply with hate, baby don't even play me
I was raised by those Africans, protected by Ethiopians
gang, aka them Ladder boys, we back
We back i ain't playin
I said i don't make it rain, I ain't rich
I ain't got a milli
I ain't trynna chase a bitch
never saw me like
The way that I rhyme at a show
The reason why, man, I don't know
So let's go, 'cause
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
don't know how to act
She gone be on the next thing smoking
So How you Luv Dat
BGEEZY (B.G.) you did that but it's all gravy nigga
Let's
wit da Real Niggaz I'll go
Let's make it clear
And by dat decision
Up wit da Realest Nigga I'll be
Selassie I The First Nigga
Yeah, datz da King
No need
if someobdy get hit
You don't know who did it extra long clip
That bitch shoot a whole two minutes
So go 'head
Tint ya whip like we don't know you in
and bickering
Sounding petty now
This is why the universe threw this verse it
Has sent me now
Just to let you know if you spit
That flow keep it steady now
Do not
To work more hours for these corporations
And they work us to shit and
We don't quit cause the other grass ain't always green
Unless we water it
Let that
on point
Come on baby let me you jump, let me see you body rhythm pump
Come on baby let me see you go, let me see you, like go, go, go
Aiyo, my timin'
a motherfuckin flow
Chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang bang
Motherfuckin niggas can't hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud
It's gonna rain but I don't give
I don't lie, niggas just can't rap like I (Swish)
Mighty fine, big ass and tits you know that I (Hit)
I be fly, aka young plane by the style I rhyme
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