Lyrics:
a ghetto star, a drop top double-R is what I'm ridin'
Nigga, if you was half the man your bitch was
Bring yo' artillery when you come for me, 'cause we
'less she goin' out on the grind
Check-in with the choosin' fee and I'ma knock her from behind (knock her from behind)
I make a bitch bleed to black
Oh my block, I wouldn't trade it for the world
'cause I love these ghetto boys and girls
born and raised, on my block...
...
[Chorus] - 2X
think I'm crazy
That's how I do for my Dogg, keep my niggas strong
Both sides relied on the shit, nigga sing the song
[Chorus: x2]
[Snoop Dogg]
Here, have a dollar
In fact, no brotherman here, have two
Two dollars means a snack for me
But it means a big deal to you
Be strong, serve God
thing
So pow wow freaky chow, and I'm a let it hang
Born and raised in the E.D. so I'm a let cha know
Is that wrong I stand strong and I'm a ghetto
a ghetto star, a drop top double-R is what I'm ridin'
Nigga, if you was half the man your bitch was
Bring yo' artillery when you come for me, 'cause we
one black officer
And two were white
And I'll admit that I was wrong
'cause I blew the light
But I figured the black one was
Out to prove he white
chill by yourself, don't really sweat nobody
Speak to all the brothers and say peace to every hottie
But lurking in the ghetto is a germ that insist
too
Yeah, which course we gonna use, lets try the Deep Forest
I heard that was fly
Three! Two! One! Let's go!
Foot to the pedal and the pedal
that we set in the day,
they actually came to be. (yup yup)
but now I'm lookin at a black white paper,
and with a whole book of memories (but we never
to school but
Always puts God first
He won't stop no he can't stop
Till he gets what he deserves
That's a strong black man
That's a strong black man
Working
survive
(survival of the fit only the strong)
I'm trapped, in between two worlds
Tryin to get dough y'know
When the dough get low the jewels go
But never
if there's two (bring it back)
Expensive shoes worn, Louis Vuitton seats, roof gone
Coke cheap, my face is like a coupon
I gotta do Shawn, cause
side
Talkin' big shit, ready to die
I know every story got two sides
Claimin' he paranoid by the black guy
Cop wanna make it home by night time
Just
through my headphones
Money long, number one twenty years strong
Fuck a gym, I am him, Andre Young
G5's to 6-4s, Dre got 'em
If the bitch bad I got her
Apocalypse
1,2 the headline news just broke through
Apocalypse
3,4 soldier, 100 horsemen at your door
Apocalypse
5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit
if we lived by the sea
Most important decisions in life
Are made between two people in bed
I found that out at my expense
And when I see you
You
for
Every young poor black
Mother in the middle of the ghetto
We never had a chance to appreciate life
The government got a plan
To eliminate the life
through my headphones
Money long, number one twenty years strong
Fuck a gym, I am him, Andre Young
G5's to 6-4s, Dre got 'em
If the bitch bad I got her
Today we're gonna do something scary
We're venturing into the mind of young black males
Let's take a peak...
[ Young Lay ]
Cuddies perved by
Yeah, fool spice 1, LP, 2Pac
Doin' it like that
Takin' it one day at a time
Stayin' Headstrong, you know
Life is way too hard let them know 'Pac:
Rollin on blunts, niggaz call it swisher sweets
I got birds 16-5, a muthafuckin key
Fool, when ya hit me, it's 18-5
I gotta tax em 2 g's just for takin
marbles nigga
But I got two sides
Damn it feels good to be back in the Yea Area I mean the Westside
With these motherfuckin West Coast Bad Boyz
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