Lyrics:
get caught
Keep it g keep that thing by my side
Serve a set who we shootin?
Why we won't? Why we ridin?
Daddy talk? Anyone?
You ain't know? He ain't
Some of ya'll might be affraid of what lurks in the dark
So by the wave of his hand and by the flick of his wrist
Tone brings things to light
ain't no joke
This song goes out to grown folk like Tone Loc
Where my people that's over 20 now?
Where my people that's over 30 now?
Where my people
the things I got
And to hang with a nigga's just an intricate plot
You smoke my weed, you try to bang my hoes
And talk bad about a nigga, behind closed
doing that just to reminisce
It's funny, on how s*** be
A lot of money, make y'all want to come get me
But look here, I work hard for all the things
to reminisce
It's funny, on how shit be
A lot of money, make y'all wanna come get me
But look here
I work hard for all the things I got
And to hang with
to the sky and the ground at they knees (Sheesh)
I mean its crazy cops threatened by tones
A million people on this earth and i'm still feeling alone
You pull
the things I got
And to hang with a nigga's just an intricate plot
You smoke my weed, you try to bang my hoes
And talk bad about a nigga, behind closed
that a peace of mind
Money all mine, Jordans on feet
Girls gone wild, bunnies on skeet
Schoolboy and Dope Boy, boy, that's some shit
S55 fly by, that's
The cradle to the grave
Things wouldn't have been so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Awww from the cradle to the
Grave I've been strugglin' things
This that ziploc,
Digi to the tenth spot
Keep it g, now how you mad
I took a pimp spot?
Earth tones from the locs to the wrist watch
They gone act
Some of ya'll might be affraid of what lurks in the dark
So by the wave of his hand and by the flick of his wrist
Tone brings things to light
Actually the problem so half of me
Goes, fuck, this ain't my thing
But if this dude's gonna push
A button that causes
Important dialogue, then fuckin' A dude
I'm tone loc
Sitting on the floor trying to figure the logo
She said shoot it on me aCe
I am a go pro
I aim for the neck either know or you don't know
of the bus,
She told me she could make it to my house by twelve,
So we could get it on, just amongst ourselves,
She came to, I had a blunt to blow,
After that,
Copper tone pull up wit glasses from watts
He a loc if you gon compare me
let it be to sly stone
Cold grooves time after time what they want
A n**** wit
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
my mind stay tight
The lake was lit, things move so fast
Trip will be quick, text when I land
Wild like the wolf, sin city to shit
Make my two drops,
made my circle vast
And now I
Talk on all my enemies but all their ending scenes
In my movie screen
All took some editing
Now I'm moving things
To give
the front pocket
C Hat, blue rag on my shoulder
Dogging on you what?
Loc when I bust
Time to pose that I don't trust
Lust with the trigger that I pull back
this up, I know my people starving
Wild times
Running to the money like I never made it
Switch my tone and my cadance
I get bored with the same thing
but thats
The life I chose
Hard work riding bikes that's a ghetto child
Can't even by a smile yeah I'm running wild
Crome dessert eagle fa dem wild
"There are a few things I want to explain to you..
and I'll try to define, to the best of my ability"
"Mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm,
a message at the tone
Soft and gentle is not her style
This girl is so damn wild
All my partners want to get next to her
But she ain't down with that, She
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