Lyrics:
So many names don't got time to spit em, but through my rhymes they livin
We the Bridge through tracks I'm givin
Never lose sight, 41st Side's my
don't have to be a winner or a superstar
You can change the world just by being who you are.
L-A-P, LAP!
Can you place your hands upon your lap?
Raise
What what what what what what
Like what like what like what like what
Ayyyyyyyyyye
B a y a r e a
Pop my P's all in her face
O a k l a n d
Only
the Shocker
[Lil' Romeo]
Soulja Music
[Silkk The Shocker]
You know what we bout boy
[Lil' Romeo]
Yah you know
[Master P]
We gone remix this for the little
sleeping on me
But you gotta stay woke someone bring the coffee
God damn I've been long gone
Maybe after this song they gon' diss on
But I'm back and I'm
the gang I'm with the shooters they toating rugers you better tuck in your chain
So stay on your P's and stay on your Q's them DE's leaving more than bruise
You could find me dressed for work
Like I'm off to church
Shirt and tie
9 to 5
We're just try'na splurge
Take your time brother watch your words
Can't
foot boats
Toasting 40s with our hosts smoke packaged in envelopes
My Cali connection stay sending me hella dope
Because I'm dope, D-O-P-E
It's
black, stay black
Stay black, stay black, stay black, stay black, stay black
My people, my people
My people, people, p-people (uh, uh, uh)
My people,
drought..
Cause them boys will take you out
[Master P]
Nigga thuggin' in the hood so I'm still in the game
I'm out that Calliope nigga, bout to let my nuts
combats
My comrades is dealas and killas with TRU tats
Never gave a fuck 'bout no hoes or no riches
If niggas come short, I'm diggin' ditches
M.P
combats
My comrades is dealas and killas with TRU tats
Never gave a fuck 'bout no hoes or no riches
If niggas come short, I'm diggin' ditches
M.P
L P
And
L N C
We out here Posted
CS TAT
R A P
You will see
Just what I'm able to do if you let me be
Automatic flow
Reds unstoppable
Nos
all of my real niggas gotta die
It was just like yesterday we lost DJ Screw
Now B-IG M-E double L-O
Somebody feel my pain before I be alone
And I'm
the dogg then work that trap
And don't come back till you get that scratch, and bring it all to me
I put the P-I-M-P-O ology, bitch threw a dolla at me me
Everywhere we be we V.I.P
When we step up in the place they recognize a G
You can tell by the way we talk the way we walk we keep it P.I.M.P
in my pants barely hanging by my balls
And if it get crunk from the weather to the wild
I'ma pull it out and tell a nigga ass out
And if it ain't
Party crunk like I'm on the grind
Mtv these ghetto streets
Hoodlums throwing gangsta signs
Fumes smoke is in the air
Bullet holes just everywere
Niggas
Que paso locos
Welcome to my city
Where it's goin down
With sexy ladies
All around
So welcome to my city
Where it's goin down
Where the parties stay
a round, me and my dogs get bucked
With the Lil Cl'Che, still ready to get crunk
We M double A-be , now little bitch what
On a treaty the microphone, we
of the time and I don't get no sleep
Don't get me confused with just any other Chad
I'm a freak and unique and all them other boys can stay mad
My time here is
Westsiiiiddee! Haha
Top Dogg, bite em all nigga burn the shit up
D-P-G-C my nigga turn that shit up
C-P T, L-B-C yeah we hooking back up
And when they bang this
Mama eh
Oh Mama oh
Comme Martin luther, c le P.U.R mama
Elle a vu le by
Elle s’est dit Oh my god
C le P.U.R qui arrive
Mets toi sur ta garde
deposit slips
Buy the car and apply the fear
Raise the trunk an entire lift
Use to go to that Kappa
But Kappa ain't been as crunk
So I'm popping up
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