Lyrics:
of us
Jump if you really want it
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
When you see the Steady comin'
Y'all better beware of us
Loudmouths is always talkin'
He didn't like blood, not this vampire
The disco beat was his desire
Transylvania's where he made home
Until one day he decided to roam
And then
(I'm comin' home)
I needed niggas when I was lookin' at fifty years
You want forgiveness then you gotta give me back them tears (cry for me)
I
[Radio DJ]
Hey DJ (I'm your radio)
It's a brand new day
What you say baby?
You want to get down?
You gotta get up
And I'm your wake-up man
[Yea], let's take em back
Uh huh
Comin' up I was confused my momma kissin' a girl
Confusion occurs comin' up in a cold world
Daddy ain't around
', 'cause I feel it
Smell it when I work, did you see me
Comin' up I tried to take it easy
Plan at the wrong place, at the wrong time
I leave you with
Every day I go harder, it never stop comin'
Niggas bitches, they don't like how I'm stuntin'
Brand new McLaren, and it's over 300
Run it up, take it
nigga, handle yo' business
Because you spoke like a menace, you got sent off to the dentist
I don't be goin' back and forth like full court tennis
We
down by the fuckin' four pound in your dome
Hit you with the nick plate chrome
Queensbridge, that's my motherfuckin' home
Off the top of my head, yo
by the end of day, better just say what you gotta just say
Or you best get out my fuckin' way
So whether I just gotta keep on diggin' up in dirt
Just
from the 'bridge so you know where I'm from
The little, project nigga, I gets no bigga
Yo, my crew is buck so motherfuck how you figure
Step the fuck
keep an AK
'cause that's the end of the day
We rollin' up pressure
You playin' gangsta, we'll test ya
I got, fuck, wait, 20, 000 on the dresser
She
about me
You'll get by without me if you want
I could be the one to take you home
Baby, we could rock the night alone
If we never get down
It
heart was in da right place (ohhh)
I guess so I can live it put food on my plate
You must still love me not to let it in by three that day
Well
the hood that you can't stay
I'll invite a nigga over then make him leave in the same day
Can you meet her?
I'm talkin bout a chick wit a Coke bottle
that, nah I mean?
We doing this shit straight gangsta style, Gotti style, nigga (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Fuck yeah
Ja seen the torture, the high class,
gimme, gimme, gimme déjà vu-vu
Bite on my body, body, leave me your tattoo too
I want it over and over like grown happy day
And if you wanna go home
rapture
Perhaps ya stuck off the things we got
Beef is hot like feinds i be pullin
Fuckin fans through blocks
Rep the QBC killa Black non stop all day kid
I'm tryna stay up, stay up 'til the sun is comin' out
I'm on my way up, way up and I don't feel like coming down
I don't wanna go back home
I
10-20-71, the day I come out
Two days later, I'm runnin' my mouth
Mom's put a bottle to my grill
I look her in the face and I say chill
So she puts
know you comin' home late
Gorilla Zoe: I'm tryin' help you get to know me, Yeah
D.Woods: (Oh yeah) Got two sides
Gorilla Zoe: Okay
D.Woods: Day
You know?
Turn me up (tss)
This for all my thugs who ain't heard me in a minute
Like, ten Ms comin', when I get it, I'ma split it
This for all
'nother day
I'm back up in ya
Snoop D-O-Double G
I represent
Been away for a while, but you all know
I'm still doggystylin' on Death Row
Got shit
one shot ass
J to the A-Y to the drive by to your hood screamin bye-bye to you
Why would you fuck with me
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them
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