Lyrics:
Tonight's the night I jump on my shh uh huh?
Lyrical mayhem
Rappers get laid down when I kick
K rounds, a transformer how I break down
Nouns
what's up
[Verse One: Snoop Dogg]
The gangstas bang, do that dame thang
Me and my nephew dogghouse keep it tru
Roll that weed, pass that drank
You niggas don't even know
All that talk then no show
Cannot tell me nothin'
Show me somethin' I ain't seen before
That hoe want my piccolo
teachers (ya heard!), Mr. K
All of the artists my fellow artist in the game that hold me down and help me out
Talib Kweli, (Mike Sanders), The Roots shout
ready fi this
Mr. Lover keep yuh rockin di beat
[Chorus]
I said hey (Hey) you (You) standin over there by that wall
Get (Get) up (Up) do your thing
on the Marvin's day
You wit me now?
Too high you can't set me down
We got that A-K-forty seven
White right on champagne
And named it orange purple kush
Woo! Yeah, it's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari F-50, break it down
I got a lot of livin' to do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it
You
good
I'm off from token more like Masta Goden
I'm iceberg slim, cause I'm cool like that
I'm gee like that, a girl-handed gat
It ain't no thang for me
Zagga Zo
Ona-na-na-na
Guerilla Black where you from
Zagga
I'm strictly business, just like EPMD
I'm B-L-A-C-K from the C-P-T
Where they dip
to know
But nigga fuck what you goin' through this 2-0
And by that time I'm 17 if I ain't in that pin
I'm on a mission wit tha homeboys mashin' again
Two in their ass and one in their head
And bitch I ain't stopping 'till
I get this bread
I know that you heard me but do as I said
I'd rather be than
weight get P.O.P
Naughty by Nature your trespassing O.P.P
Your O.T. yeah nigga I can get it to you
Sold in a see through right price I deliver
Tell ya
sexting
Ha ha O-M-G l-o-l K-I-T Smiley faces X and O's L-M-F-A-O
My girl went through my cell phone
My girl went through my cell phone
My girl went through
slams
I'm not a butt nut you know that I never bang
But I lick more coochie than K.D. Lang
But I'm not gonna kick an X-rated rap
And even if I did
records that spin like rims
So when "Flex" get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your lights
And "50"
in Houston on candy paint
All my niggas in the Dirty South, Miami Mayne
All my niggas in the A-T-L throwin' dem bows
All them thugs that send slugs
with a neighbour
Freeze the MC's that wanna see thee
By now Naughty By Nature by me
They want me to come and come up faster, that could be arranged
Please, take off those speedos
As we break off into another one
By the wild man himself mr l-O-C
On station k, S-U-N
Song starts hmm
Yeah i dig
Mmmhm i bump
up, I'm like "skrrt"
I'm livin' my best life
It's my birthday, at least that's what I'm dressed like
I'm like Big Pop' mixed with 2Pac, I'm like
weren't the vibe
L-O-V-E on my right leg, that's Gucci (know what I'm sayin'?)
L-O-V-E on my main ho, that's Pucci (get what I'm sayin'?)
Caught a lil'
on a flyer, leavin' today
Am I dreamin'?
I can hear her screamin', "Hiya, Mr. Jackson"
Everything's O-K, A-L-A-M-A-Z-O
Oh, what a gal, a real pipperoo
to go (nowhere to go)
Now throw your hands up
Hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes
Everybody, fuck that
Still nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
Still
rippin' each and every time
[Repeat: x12]
If I got it at capacity and you still got a line
If I'm rollin' on dubs, if it's K-Town bud
If they
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
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