Lyrics:
trappin' with some trappers
We've been trappin', gettin' to it Young niggas pistol packin
You're wild and big, that's the gang What's your gang, nigga? Fuck
(EASTSIDE!)
While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set)
And what we live by
(yeah) , what we gon' die by (Dip-Set)
So these rules I abide by
I'm duckin' shots
is blue (We chase that blue)
Big Benjamin's, she tried to test her luck, I threw her ass a drew
My feelings numb, DTB, these bitches, they'll have you
Yo, I don't know what was on y'all niggas birds
To go up to the boat, and start robbing old folks
Now see you done messed with the wrong old lady
So don't play this motherfucker, or watch you bird clucker
So don't let yourself break yourself
With the sip and tumble, that will take yourself
I
Hmm, I'ma stay down
For the get down, from a puppy to the big Dogg
Put that on the penthouse
Life in the projects, bang, bang, pow, pow
Is how it sounds
Curtis Curb, niggas cook beef like it's surf and turf
You know we swervin' Percs, slicker than fish grease
Them early worms get the birds with the big
to Get Better
Or
Wild Wild Woman
By Your Smith
Or Forest Whitaker
By Bad Books
Do you have any regrets?
Oh yeah
Plenty
I've seen these music docs
to clubs, I never chase a bitch (bitch)
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
Return
to clubs, I never chase a bitch (bitch)
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
Return
drums
Chips, Willie Chicks, Willie crisp, big fun
Ma, you worry none, the minks come with the guns
Prada, the Gucci, it's all in Bird fun
I'm
[Snoop Dogg]
Yo what's Crip-a-lat'n? Dis big Snoop Dogg
Leave your name and your number at the motherfuckin beep
If dis one of my hoes, two-way me
Yeah, Bass baby, yuh
Ay, make a right by the chicken spot
Wait, look
Them niggas was clowns right
Told em to bow down twice
They don't like how that
Ha
What up
Yea
I am ya drill instructa
Yea Yea Yea
My name is Scandolous
Ahht Ahht Ahht Ahht
But the bros call me Scando
What What What
Bang bang
Surrounded by palm trees n bad b's
With a couple g's & a private jet I can flight in when I blow this weed
Why these pigs wann' intervene
Lock my squad
Bird
but I’m still sane
My mind’s going a minute to the mile now
I know it’s in my blood but it’s still vain
So please can you call me by my real name?
Cause
seen but when seen on the scene (who you with?)
I'm with Green, gettin' cream, a "Wild Thing" like Charlie Sheen
A "Wild Thing" like Tone Loc, I'm no
I should've been famous by now
Should've been a big boss with a big bumping crowd
With girls in the front row screaming too loud
Rubbing up against
and still ends the day
Out on the trail night birds are calling
Singing their wild melody
Down in the canyon cottonwood whispers
A Song of Wyoming for
to clubs; I never chase a bitch (bitch)
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
Return
never chase a bitch (bitch)
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
Return of the top
in my grill
They must know that I got bird stashed all up in my grill
Camouflage by the armor all while it's sparkling off my wheels
And I fuck hoes
the lex I swerve
I go to pick up a bird
Fuck make her feel like the first
She gave me her heart got hurt
I left my heart in a hearse
Pour up some drink like
Yeah
It's the paragraph ambassador
The wild style fashioner
It's the god Rakim, the master
Feel this
(1st verse)
This is that lost ass
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