Lyrics:
wanna get it by the deuce
I just wanna fuckin' by the tools
Steady mixin' liquor with the juice
I ain't even fuckin' with the booze
So fucked up
I think
might get clipped
By a hooptie
Runnin' outta gas, stuck in traffic
Far left lane, throwin' up much static
Input, output, carbeurator fulla soot
"Whatcha
from the south
Drop off J-town
Pick up hounds
Take'em straight to the house
Kilos by deuce
Breaking it down by a pound
Cut a pinche Puto
Just like
find me I’m stuck on deuce ace
Niggas behind me get shot in your face
Lean like a car that was rolling on flats
Gotta stop by the store just to get me
find me I’m stuck on deuce ace
Niggas behind me get shot in your face
Lean like a car that was rolling on flats
Gotta stop by the store just to get me
were long
Down on dear old forty-deuce
One night on 7th Avenue
I was accosted by the law
They said "We've got your number, lad
You're time is gettin'
you hear me on your stereo, nigga killing it he think he Lil' TerRio
It's always baddies up in the scenario
And we keep the big G everywhere we go
Deuce
(shit was dope)
Hey, yo, Eazy! (wassup?)
Hey, man, why don't you come off the piano for a minute
And bust this crazy shit?
Woke up quick at about
the block Crenshaw in my veins
10th Ave in my lungs inhale the BG
Gun smoke from the homicide Rollin 60's
You know where I'm from
We count up the racks and go
[B.G.]
When it comes down to stuntin', I pull it all
When it comes down to G shit, I get it all
When it come to pullin' hot girls, I pull 'em all
ya niggas I'm the one
I'ma be up, I'ma be a don
I'ma be up, I'ma be a don, yeah
Niggas is fake, bitches unfaithful
She gon' still bust it open if I
the shit, she said I'm all that and a bag of chips
Meet me after P.E. by the big tree, finna hit that bully hard
Get the BG's when he sees me wit the dream
speak it now I’m speaking it so fluent
I just got a faygo me my niggas pouring deuces
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aye
By the twoouuoo
By the twoouuoo
speak it now I’m speaking it so fluent
I just got a faygo me my niggas pouring deuces
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aye
By the twoouuoo
By the twoouuoo
Blinded by the light (yeah)
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night (yeah)
Blinded by the light (Skull Gang)
Blinded (Young Money)
a ghetto nigga's lullabye
A seven-deuce full of niggaz goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces
(Chunk the deuce out the Coupe, is the fly way)
Good life, good life
(Electric gates, Texas plates in my driveway)
Growing up in the ghetto, wasn't no
(shit was dope)
Hey, yo, Eazy! (Wassup?)
Hey, man, why don't you come off the piano for a minute
And bust this crazy shit?
Woke up quick at about
my eyes
Now can your mind picture, a thug nigga drinkin' hard liquor
This ghetto life has got me catchin' up to God quicker
Who would figure that
to ask
[Hook]
Back on the streets after five and a deuce
Seven years later but still had the juice
My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track
Told me
Vibes
Trying to stay from the pressure
Trying to stay from quick rich scheme made lesser
Trying to stay from the pressure
Two doots from the tre deuce
been told ya niggas I'm the one
I'ma be up, I'ma be a don
I'ma be up, I'ma be a don, yeah
Niggas is fake, bitches unfaithful
She gon' still bust it open
I keep sticking on the hit homers, think I'm Barry Bonds,
XD45 with a stick called Deuce
5
Thought I was slippin' til' he got ate by this Glock 9,
kill your all ass Slob, you better get my shit back
I bust your ass my muthafuckin' ?? nigga"
[AWOL]
By now you should know that this is the be -K,
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