Lyrics:
Chyeah, Renegades is back, Em the beat is sick
It's Young, Freeway, Eight miles
Let's go
Eight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'
that cosmic funk
It's all about that money man
Hey Doobie, where you at?
[SonDoobie]
Hey, yo, what's that sound
Who freaks the funk, while Son
Doo y'all, a Scooby doobie Doo y'all
Six rollin' up and now he's really baffled
Brother's thinkin' "Damn I never got this gaffled" (To' up)
Beat
Doo y'all, a Scooby doobie Doo y'all
Six rollin' up and now he's really baffled
Brother's thinkin' "Damn I never got this gaffled" (To' up)
Beat
Pack a bowl roll one up smoke a doobie or a blunt I could never get enough cuz maryjane is who I want this feeling that I have for u girl I can’t
gets the grits? (Say what?) Bust it
I can tell another bout real grits getters
Gettin grits y'all (Say what?) Bust it, let a
Brother tell another
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
and You're it brother
And now do you get it you're a clown
(HAHA)
Getting clowned by the school dropout
Damn G I thought I was the joker
but when you took off
Yeah, by the way, we blood brothers
Yeah, kill a mothafucka
Shedidia, doobie, doobie, doobie, doobie
Boy, I ain't playin' with a nigga
Yeah, I'm
Salt, I looked around, and I couldn't believe this
I swear, I stared, my niece my witness
The brother had it goin' on with somethin' kinda, uh
Wicked,
message
My presence
Your halo
Will come to you soon
An album by me
Dropping in June
Ayo
Sitting right next the beef
Like its lettuce tomatoe
Complexion
looked around, and I couldn't believe this
I swear, I stared, my niece my witness
The brother had it goin' on with somethin' kinda, uh
Wicked, wicked
Yo, A don't often see Seemo
But you defo won't see me wi Deano
Catch me in Gangs
Doobie in hand
And u ken that it's preemo
They say they got Green
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
each other brothers
Because we are all brothers by god
We must all stand up for each other and are own freedom
Us brothers all have a special place in
the 015 from my brothers from the 012
Mash are you ready
05:16 shit Mash are you ready
Third take
Yeah yeah
Clock going yeah
Clock going up
Yeah yeah
niggas wasn't playin' they got straight to the point
Shot up his mothers house col' smoked the joint
All he left was two brothers by the last name Doobie
Album coming soon, oh brother
Man, just turn this shit off it's fuckin trash
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
feel me, people that originally
Had features on this album actually, then you find out
Ya brothers not really ya brother, mother fuckers steal from you
breath, i lit a doobie
Do you wanna get intense, let's take some Lucy
Junkie on the beat
You don't want it with me
White boy that was raised by the streets
blunts and
Congo drumming, counting stacks by the hundreds
Doobie's coming, so don't act stubborn
Girls by the dozen get the toast uncut
Senorita,
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