Lyrics:
down like this
hit the club with gold tims gold chains gold bentley with the matchin coat
Give it stax in the back couldnt stop the smoke
probly gonna be
in the stretcher
Can't pop a dot too strong, need a Tesla
Jeans by Amiri, two thousand for the sweater
My homie got my homie bitch pregnant, it was
rock to blow
And I don't fuck around, when the feds in town I got to go (for real)
Respect my mind 'cause I'm a trill old-schooler
Summer time get too
rock to blow
And I don't fuck around, when the feds in town I got to go (for real)
Respect my mind 'cause I'm a trill old-schooler
Summer time get too
to two-one
Where the sun be shinin' and I be rhymin'
It's me, Snoop D-O-Double-G, and I'm climbin'
This is for the Gz, and this is for the hustlas
This
to two-one
Where the sun be shinin' and I be rhymin'
It's me, Snoop D-O-Double-G, and I'm climbin'
This is for the Gz, and this is for the hustlas
This
here)
Giving no fucks for real,
(Look at the ducks in here)
Look at the fakes, the snakes,
(Who can you trust in here)
Keeping it G with G’s,
(But it
Hit 'em low like Roberto
Go blow-for-blow; I'm the man
The man'll get the suits like MacGuyver, move like Kaiser
Ain't nobody bustin' liver, fuck
sexuality and skin
Oh, so we can hate each other and fear each other
We can build these walls between each other
Baby, blow by blow and brick by brick
sexuality and skin
Oh, so we can hate each other and fear each other
We can build these walls between each other
Baby, blow by blow and brick by brick
Doh doh
Doh doh
She tell me make I doh doh
Onyinye ahan
I go blow blow
Blow blow me say
I tell am I go blow blow
Onyinye ahnan
Who God bless no man
another cup she just wanna get drunk as me
I up an blow the Glock I face shot all my enemies
Don't post up by that sto I ride late night lurk thru
to the tails
Searchin' for heaven and livin' in hell
They say I'm wrong for teaches this on
Fuck what you believe, can't heal by myself
That's the way I'm
make sins kinda fun on the low
Know they can't keep up i'll put on a show
Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW
Iced out toes
Iced by ones and twos
, really blows, really blows
Really blows, really blows, yeah
Nothing's ever guaranteed
All the more reason for me to give you this energy
We pride ourselves
or the Bonneville
Niggas wanna hurt me, absurd G i know it
Betta believe I tote something for it
And I got a slogan like Nike
But it goes like this, just know it
D-O-Double-G, and I'm climbin'
This is for the Gz, and this is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz
This is for the Gz, and this is
spending G's all the time and
You was by my side throughout the grinding and
And you was surprised with minks and shower with diamonds
But you will always
bend oo
She talk say I too do
For the bando unkor oo
Mtschewwww
Dey talk say I don blow
Badman I nack the rice and stew
One blow 2 konk
I load the 2 by
Man
This that 2013/2014 shi-
Young G
Yeah I'm single
No work just play
On the West side
That's where I stay
M.I.
What's your M.I.
M.I.
You fine, but
chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)
The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito
How should I start this?
I too fresh and i fine pass breezy
I dey rap i go act like Falz
Na to hustle make i blow pass wizzy
Make i just dey pass trouble like gas
I dey dance
Let's party and blow it
Spend it Spend it Spend it
I got money to burn
When you dead you can't spend it
Written by: Marlon Franklyn Davis
I want the p's
I want the green
I got the streams
Get money repeat
Cardiff my g's
Big up the scene
Big up the scene
Uh
I want the p's
I want
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