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Too Much

Nate Dogg

Doctor's Advocate

2006

it up
And too much bass in the trunk, so let it bump
You look like you mad as fuck, but who cares?
Grabbin' her by the arm, cause she stared
Don't know

my dad was when I turned eight
But fuck it I ain't need him nigga told me was faith
That man hit me a belt that shit hurt for six days
He told me keep

Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to the D Cobb show
I wanna introduce y’all to my friends
Are you ready to be entertained
Now fuck it up, Fuck it up

I've been gone I've been caught up in my yesterdays 
I've been drawn by the songs that tell me it's ok
If I've won then tell me why my life has let

were helping me go

You’re not your mistakes
Man you’re something great
Get up out your way
Just take it day by day
By day

Life too short for enemies

The vibes all up when i'm feeling good,
All of the bro's wanna get out the hood
The years go by it's crazy,
Summer time feels and get's so brazy

need the ribs
She want my nuts she swallow my kids
I bust down a chicken wing just cause I can
I want bands and I need a brick
I want beef and I need

tripping balls, I go gorilla 
Nimbus, keep my temper  
Jose shots, cause destruction, ima trippy villain 
Nightcrawler, I'm Lucy 
Hang em up I'm noosing

Guerrilla
Nimbus keep my temper
Jose cause destruction, imma trippy villain
Night crawler I’m Lucy, hang em up and I’m noosing
Dreamin of tripping on the days

effort
(no effort)
Like I didn't keep my head down and trust the grind
Whoever said they worked as hard as me, they fuckin' lied
I was up late hours every

I hate you. You selfish, you arrogant, and so stupid
Yeah, whatever
You hate me? Keep on saying that shit, girl
Yeah, that's right. I hate your ass

her up like
"I'm just tryna roll some fucking weed"
I think you'd look nice
Up in my front seat
Out by the sidewalk, told her look twice
And if her man

Since the old school
By you suckers was killed
The music that many released
And the rhymes that they spill
Those are just
Kids fantasy
They keep

I’m raising my kids I’m fucking my chick I’m getting this money I’m praying to God

Stop by my mama house bring her some cookies I laugh wit my dad

of cashhhh Rari in the
Back wit 200 on the dashhhh man I won’t 
Stop makin bangas with the midi  man I can’t
Stop I’m the man up in my city  man I won’t 
Stop

till I’m popping
Grinding so hard till I be winning
These kids around me keep on lacking
Hope they chill out and stop the sinning
I be popping

tryna smoke up the pain, I keep me a doink just to move it along
How you run up on the kid, you turn it around and we going all night long
Moving
Moving

The Grind Date

De La Soul

Cornerstone Mixtape, No. 64: August 04

2004

here tryin' to grind my hardest
Up early so to milk the cow
Keep my John Deere out here plowin' the fields
To keep my John Hancock's worth up in

Yea yea yea yea yea
Dexter yea
Okay, I run up on that boy
I tuck that glizzy keep a thousand rounds
Shoot him up and took his bitch
You know I went

gotta get back
Stand by her side, she's my guide
Mama, I won't slack

My mama raised three kids up all by herself
And God did a power to keep that food

on your crew.
Tell me what it do?
Teach me something new,
take me back 
like we’re kids in school.

Verse 1:
Keep on it, yeah.
Same shit - run it right

young manny kids, and we came up on the same shit, young lunatics, our fate is gonna change yeah, Fuck politics, you know Boris is a bitch, we’re

walls watching they kids grow up
Couple niggas up north
i got some lockdown twenty four
I got some
Berretas and glock nine's I got some
An i never left

ey ya eyense 
Anybody test yours pop his wig 
That's what the kids say In des schools  nowadays 

More body's drop in a high schools
Then  by gang gang