Lyrics:
girl that be boofin'
Gotta watch her cause she use it
But she fuck me like she stupid
And she always ready
To give me that Becky
Last time it was so
Slanging, it's in my nature, gotta be about my paper
Haters, I don't like 'em, bitches, I don't trust'em
Niggas, I can't stand 'em, I creep down
Yea, Number one in that field nigga
We out there shining and trappin'
Just know it's real out there,
Be real out there
Stacks on top of stacks
Bitches,
85%, I'm 400 solid
Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound
Frozen down wit diamond bolders
Y’all must not know who I am
I don't get to the spot till 2 AM
Don’t be mad, lil' mama, cuz you not in
E'r'r'body wanna roll with the crew I’m in
They
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
He was Punishin' Big Dope Jungle Brothers was Krazy X Three
It was he his Son Doobie King Tee
A Fresh Prince Paul Kid Whorodin' in a Capri
Comrades
that everything
I write somebody else will bite
I really think it's the south fresh
Tracks they be tight
I just can't explain
I feel like when two
what?
Skirr donuts i`m (soooo serious)
(Mack 10)
I don`t talk about it
I be about it
I drive by
& bust heat about it
In the front page you`ll
hidden hills 9pm
I gotta figure that shit out!
I see you tryna figure it out!
Hey
Ten years down the line
Niggas gonna be like, sMUCKERS is
Legendary
ha ha ha, yeah
(Hey, Cozmo, what's the name of this again?)
(I forgot)
Jam on it (oh)
(Oh, Chilly B, get down, ho)
(Uh, oh, here comes Cozmo)
(Aye)
Damn the bitch throws it back (Aye)
Damn that's a good bitch
Think she's yours but the crew hit
Need some hitters from the two six
To make these
2 do you just focus ona bag & do what you gotta do.. I'm doin me so you need 2 do you just focus ona bag & do what you gotta do.. Get it how you live
to the club
He coming out with bag in
Hold up let me thank my brother
I wouldn't be here if it wasn’t for these two
They sittin' next to me they had
A mill
feet, formerly British walker
Yes love, that's how it was before
When you was funky fresh or down by law
Parlay with your crew at the corner store
the fuck
Muthafucka could be located nigga could be touched
I'll stab ya ass up
And its up by the cut
I keep my rees(reeboks) strapped on tight
My
two now I check you
Now everyone knows I got the Milk like D, homemade quilt
to get your wig peelt, like it should be
Top o' the mornin to ya, it's so
it nigga, for real
[Hook] X 2
[Snoop Dogg]
They live on the streets, and they hustle for fame
Some claim twenty crip but most
here so you can get me, and there's no way its gotta be
'Cause Roc that thugs keep a motherfuckin latchet
[Verse 4]
Get rapped up with that ying on yo
I'm out the loop
Sittin' at these stats, but I'm much taller hoppin' at the crew
Real nigga, I can't speak it if it's not the truth
No, fuck
name gon' live on
The Zeppeli name gon' live on
Forget the green in my pocket it's on my clothes now that's my fresh drip
And using green to solve my
fuck the whole damn crew
It might be your wife and it might make you sick
Come home and see her mouth on the dope man's dick
Strawberry, just look
put on the T
So I stay with a Mac and no cap on my rap
When I speak, it be facts
He ain't one of the guys, you on wax gettin' tax
Gotta get to the bag,
dogs that trick off just get sent off
They shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
It's real yo but still yo, it's love here
And it's felt by
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