Lyrics:
I love to hustle, love to get it off the map
Still a flip a nigga for a pack
Which one of these Glocks comin' out
I think I want to rock a tek
Come
up a rhythm
Baby come on
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Rock my world until the sunlight
Make this dream the best I've ever known
Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Take
Stealing a moment from Mr. Time
He rocks in his chair like a shiny dime
But it's all for show, all for show.
Wearing your name and a number or two
Well, dance, dance, dance
Well now dance, well dance to the rock 'n' roll. (Now got it, git it)
Well the cats come rockin' in two by two
Some
Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:
Cruisin down the street in
Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:
Cruisin down the street in
Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:
Cruisin down the street in
the muzzle
Who that boy in Maybach by the double?
Out in Miami, I kicked a fine bitch out the car
Just 'cause her spirit was ugly (I did, Sauce)
We do not
Back when Dot was hangin' at Top's in the Benzo
Freestylin' to them Chronic instrumentals
No pens and pencils, I was out there Bloodin' like
she wanna come by the land
Come by the pool
Come get a tan
Try all my fits
Come get some bands
G5 the jet
Maybach-Benz
You got some homegirls and I got
Running in the wild
And you know you know
But you told them so
But you're not a child
And you always knew
It would come around
That the day would come
But
your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that are dried up on some line
That keeps you in
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in
Know
My
Flow
Is so hard it come down like a waterfall
Ocean
Deep
I
Go
I Float by with the low tide I be rolling
Don't
You
Know
My
Flow
Is so hard it come
i smoke bombs and
Rock with lynyrd skynyrd
No beginners here i'm a seasoned vet
Educated on jazz by my man amed
Heard again my friend i been
by the rivers of my mem'ry
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks
And I'd be planted on some column now that binds us
you bitches could warm up
At Chinaman gay little restaurant
I welcome you to here with my balls out
So come and eat my little eggroll now
Yeah, come in
you bitches could warm up
At Chinaman gay little restaurant
I welcome you to here with my balls out
So come and eat my little eggroll now
Yeah, come in
fiends
Sellin rock after motherfuckin rock
Seeing cop after motherfuckin cop on the block
Changing face after motherfuckin face
Watchin niggas catch dope
able to rock off turntables
Grab the mic, plug it in and begin
But here's where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that a lot of groups fell
anybody can
Or should be able to rock off turntables
Grab the mic, plug it in and begin
But here's where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that
Or should be able to rock off turntables
Grab the mic, plug it in and begin
But here's where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that a lot of groups
thing
Just trust, that's what I'm about to be
But until then settle in and rock with me
Ha, that's what its about to be
Ghetto people look alive
come down when they will
With stories to tell
Sometimes they do
Yes sometimes we do
We have a rocking chair
Each of us rocks his share
Eating
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