Lyrics:
surprised like "What?"
I can't love or can't cuff you cause I'm too up
When I stay in the section I keep two sluts
Threesome trip dub like my first name Russ
Swear my whole team balling yeah
Might take the team to the MIA like we playing the Dolphins yeah
She say E Dub outta this world, she think I'm
united (You know what time it is) {Keep it crack-a-lackin'}
D-P-G (D-P-G)
The Bad Boy empire (Bad Boy, baby) {We keep it crack-a-lackin'}
E-Swiss (Come
too busy watchin' Luke, gettin' interviewed by Robin Leach
So if you're modest and don't hire economics
Just kick it with The Coup, smoke this dub
jumpin' for me
Gang 'nem by my side until I'm in my tomb they runnin' with me
Know what I been, not them I'm him
Pull up with bro, my kin, my twin
Went
dubs
All my stripper show them love
We don't really give a fuck
And I'm saying
You gone miss me nigga what
You gone miss me you gone miss me
You gone
Mobb'n, Hit Squad'n
We got dough but it ain't from robbin
We rock microphones it's out job and
Hit Squad motherfucker and my name is
Nigga what you
take it when you die
But, I’d rather go out clean than bummy alive
Now that’s fresh to death, yes
R-E-S-P-E-C-to-the-T is what you seldomly get
Shit,
Who dat yo who go there
Mad drip just like ric flair
E-Dub just cant compare
To lames or fuckin Squares
Not my fault
If I come across
Opposite of false
talking wallah what that is a magic trick
Ask you your name and you tell me that you dat bitch
Ask for your number last three digits 666
Shut the fuck up
on the track gotta be a dub
I got niggas in Italy showing love
So right now i can picture me blowing up
And this bread in my pocket ain't folding up
In 3 sopra
Play me up in the club
Got a brand new Mercedes, for my lady
But seem me I'm on dubs
In a Bentley (?) that come out the garage
On the side of a grand
only wins in my blood, my brother Dub
Always knew what it was
Lord can I take a second to pay my respects
Draped in my best
Grateful for blessings he's
that neck, not playing with a full deck
Make a nigga sweat below the waist line by my johnson
Where my tools kept, who I be? The code name PMD
some rappers, guess the shit run in the family
Don't get it twisted, we ain't blood, this nigga dub my brother too
He playin' beats like what you wanna
life about to go blind...
No music is pain, I swear I’d never be the same -
If they try to take it away, my love...
(Chorus.) :
I-E-I-E-I-E-I-E-I
I
and call me me by my name
Got me smoking on exotic
Stuck in all these rainy days
Tell me what to fucking do
Thoughts shooting up my brain
Tell me what to do
gangsta party
Rolling up on them dubs
Glowing up
Rollies up bottles up
All the time just pull up to the party
Then say my name
I'll make the chopper sing
you just gotta see it man
I'm sitting on Dubs, kinda like a blank tape
You see them rocks in my teeth, ain't none of em fake
Give me a break, you
sacks ain't actin up,
Back it up,
Ain't no dub's like the ones I got,
An I'm forced to give 'em back 'cause my smoke don't stop,
Got me grooved
the name,
In the name,
And it was in my belly bitter,
But in my mouth-ah, it was-ah sweeter.
[Chorus]
You understand?
You know what I'm saying?
I could pick and choose
Young chocolate nigga bitches love the flavor too
Everywhere I go the locals know me by my name
If you ain't on the wave
to a dime, then to a dub n**** that's fast cash n****
Tell these hoes what we be on n**** you a peon n**** ole bitch ass n****
N**** how is you gangsta? you
doubt that the pussy is fuckin' wit me
Pop a coochie to the back, pop a coochie to the front
But damn, open yo' thighs, pick up my nigga blunt
What ya
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