Lyrics:
to receive, ah
Little Lay, givin' you what you need
Nothin' but the best green leaves
With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D
My nigga, let's get
[Chorus: Krayzie]
My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded [P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded]
[So high, so high am I.]
reefer and blunts is all that's needed
Desperate for your name and you offer us a new start.
They hate your people, and they mock your son.
You wait for the day when your work is done.
P.O.D
Snuff the punk
I'm gettin' tired of you chump
Bass in your face
You'll get a taste fo the P.O.D. funk
When I say punk or chump I don't mean you
playing Lou Reed
French shorty in the blue tweed
Know the right temp for sous vide
D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p
D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p
P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded)
The weed can't get no better (no better baby)
Twenty dollar hollars, all day, everyday
Come around my way, you gone
P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded)
The weed can't get no better (no better baby)
Twenty dollar hollars, all day, everyday
Come around my way, you gone
CUZ I AM TOPP DOGG
TOPP DOGG
TOPP DOGG
T O Double P D O Double G
TOPP DOGG
T O Double P D O Double G
T O Double P D O Double G
TOPP DOGG
T O Double P D
S N double O P, D O double gizee
D O double gizee, D O double gizee
S N double O P, D O double gizee
D O double gizee, D O double gizee
Me
out)
Let's get P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded)
[Chorus (Bizzy Bone)]
The weed can't get no better (no better baby)
[Bizzy Bone]
Twenty dollar
S N double O P, D O double gizee
D O double gizee, D O double gizee
S N double O P, D O double gizee
D O double gizee, D O double gizee
Me
S N double O P D O double giz ee
D O double giz ee d O double giz ee
S N double O P D O double giz ee
D O double giz ee d O double giz ee
(Snoop
Yea
Ay y'all asked for this man
It ain't my fault
First Off It's
P O L O
D O L O
Rolling up that track Paq
Put it in a Rello
I heard y'all
It's
P
S-N-double O-P-D-O double gizzle 'n J Tizzle
S-N-double O-P-D-O double gizzle 'n J Tizzle
S-N-double O-P-D-O double gizzle 'n J Tizzle
of it
Broke hoes talkin down on me
But I'm proud of it
P R O U D bitch
P R O U D bitch
P R O U D bitch
P R O U D bitch
Fucked ya man, just got
to P.O.D
Psalms of David these words written by god
Welcome to P.O.D
Psalms of David, these words written by God
Welcome to P.O.D
Psalms of David, these
me You say you ballin', R.C.E
Too high in the air like P.O.D
Put this shit on, I'm too O.D
Ain't too long to R.I.P
Pull out feezy record like Polo G
a r s e l l a m a b a r R a m b o .
L a c a r t a e s u n a p i z a r r a
q u e t i e n e c l a v a d a e n e l p o r t a l ,
e n l a q u e p o n e c o
I get P.O.D.
Shorty talk shit but she all on me
Really she a rider, she get down for a G
Only smoked once but we was high for a week
While she all in
it's in your eyes
When shit hits you run and hide
You on the floor, put down your phone
Go and do some damage of your own
Destroy your opposers
D. O. P
Mixing drip P.O.D. with the Rage
Running shit nigga you running late
I run it I run it
How you want it but you never done shit
I want it I want
Time is
Holy
If a nigga run up leave him
Holy
Holy
Holy
Holy
Holy
Amen
T-R-A-P-G-O-D (let's get it)
T-R-A-P-G-O-D (ay!)
T-R-A-P-G-O-D (Trapgod)
I be in the trap
P-O-M-P-A-D-O-U-R my favorite
P-O-M-P oh I adore
P-O-M-P-A-D-O-U-R my favorite
Why are we, why are we whispering
Hanging over the cliff
Why are we, why are we
the house, stand clear
P.O.D. in the house, stand clear
If Jah is for me, tell me who I'm goin' fear
No I won't fear
And Jah of Jacob is deserving of my
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