Lyrics:
Evel Knievel
I cannot stunt with you people
Get to the bag, I know we ain't equal
E Dub be straight to the point like a needle
I'm spilling
happened?)
(The motherfuckin' wheels) yeah
Ride with it on us (okay, so what happened?)
You ever seen a nigga get shot by the Staples Center?
Next day
we're rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
What's that time?
It's time to get ill
You been fully captivated by that funky ass
'em down (Shut 'em down)
Yes, we shut 'em down
Somethin' getting down from the motherfuckin' get go
Hands around your neck and I'm refusing to let
L be dub, E N T
I just thought, I'd breathe on y'all for a quick second
Matter a fact, lemme holla at chy'all
Make girls fall out, lose they
and later make a dub
An MC ate well, so that you can tell
I am not illiterate, no not even a little bit
Nothing like an idiot, get it?
You want the record,
watching the show
Paying top dolars because they know
When we're on the stage, we're in a mothafuckin' range
So Dre, why don't you get the 12 guage (yeah)
the rapture
I'm closed captioned, boy I'm Phil material
(Yeah Francis Ford Coppola, E-Dub's the opener)
See you at your burial, "Wack MC" on your gravestone
...I mean, it doesn' matter 'oo it is, I mean, the message gets through.
Steve: (recorder clicks on mid-sentence)...anyways, 'e did not deserve
stayin' on your feet.
And you better believe gotta have that cheese for the green leaves, never catch me sleep.
Stay on the grind, get mine, stayin' down
LA (.. TI DO)
[Erick Sermon]
Uhh, E Dub on the microphone
Droppin bombs - spots get blown
So why would you assume my style wouldn't bloom
When I
o dub
That's why she stay right by my side
Like ll she's so bad
She like when my troop's sag
My tattoos, she like that
Anything she want, she got
that cheese
For the green leaves, never catch me sleep
Stay on the grind, get mine
Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine
Givin' up
and Pimp see you know they down wit us
Black Rob and Eightball, down wit us
M.J.G. you know he down wit us
B-Legit and E-Feezie down wit us
My nigga
a gangsta get up in it, Dream
Every time I go around, shawty love me down
Run off on me like click clack, throw it out like take that
She make it do what
like who the hell
Get your money, get your hoes
We gon put it down for our city
You know how it is
Nigga we loose and we all about I's
Deep in the club,
livin'
The fence is too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell, hot
Get a life, now they on sale
Then I might cast you a spell
La da da da dahh
It's the motherfucking D-O double-G
La da da da dahh
You know I'm mobbing with the D-R-E
You know who's back up in this motherfucker
working turnarounds (turnarounds?)
Little Steve hittin' your bitch from the back, matter fact
That's a fact, when I seen it, had to turn around
E-Dub
for whatever, whoever wanna see me now
Slap a bitch nigga out to get a grip
Take a whole lot to be Snoop D-O-dub
You gotta put it down and always
with all my plugs She can love me and be bad, she still get treated like a dub
Throw the thirties down the hatch and throw the ones all in the club
But I
that, trust that big G-Dub
You can get sat down, or you can get beat up
Ain't no thang, let me know when we can meet up
Say the wrong thang and you're
Ebony and Ivory,, both of them gon' ride
Got the dub on my back and they all gon' ride
Free Evi, lil' bro, gon' slide
We do walk, ups never did drive by
me nakeds, layin' in a tub (in a tub)
She wanna get fucked by a fly ass Blood (well)
Y'all niggas be actin' too tough (yeah)
I come through
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