Lyrics:
bliss been through so many things
It's hard to resist a mind that's currently
Thinking on his last wish it's nothing to fuck with
When I know what I
[Intro]
Hey yo dogs for real?
I'm yo' man but you got the address up
'cause now you got chicks talk' "What the fuck"
"What
[Intro-MC Ren]
Yo Fredwreck turn this motha fucker up man
So it can fuck with my eardrums a lil' bit
[Verse 1-Nate Dogg]
Some try to repeat my flow
weave
Hoes they mad at we
By we I mean the demons in my head
Don't touch my man and that's what she said
So you know Black Vuur was inbetween legs
She
Take a step back, now you catching the fade
Niggas switch up and get mad that I changed
Wishing on moments from back in the day
Now they work hard
You must be up to somethin' (Wave)
Turn yo back on me before just like that shit was nothin' (Turn yo back)
A thousand for some European croissants
hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
[Hook]
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' dome
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'?
Intro:
Ha ha ha Def Squads in the house. One more time. Hostile word up. Keith
Murray representin' ?. Yeah
Verse 1:
Keith Murray gets busy most
blame it on the liquor
All Star I'm in my 2-3 zone, I got a pistol in the car that's about 2 feet long
Pockets fat as fuck yea that's what's up
Yo
blame it on the liquor
All Star I'm in my 2-3 zone, I got a pistol in the car that's about 2 feet long
Pockets fat as fuck yea that's what's up
Yo
blame it on the liquor
All Star I'm in my 2-3 zone, I got a pistol in the car that's about 2 feet long
Pockets fat as fuck yea that's what's up
Yo
betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane
I just call her boo
I think her name is Shawna
What I really know bout the girl that drive the Honda.
I just call
Ruffin on a cloudy day
Hold up my nigga, you get that?
Turn the other cheek, they can kiss that
Don't got time for the chit chat
Money on the floor, let's
was there when you needed love and affection
Nobody tryna get you to act right like yo gotti it go down in the dm girl you copy
It was clear that yah
pandemic, all I seen was snow
It's like I missed summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti, he be running 'round with real
that hoe if I get bored
So much cash went overboard
New Patek and brand new Porsche
Intro to the underworld
Martian man done stole your girl
Pop a perc
I'm with, yo we don't give a fuck
So what the fuck nigga
Yo we don't give a fuck
Surrounded by sounds, smoking clouds
No spaces
Unfamiliar faces, I
Yeah yeah
Blaze one for the nation
Brr
Brr
Brr
I got lyrics that wake up spirits
They told me how to make big hits and spend digits
Can
it up, the Squad stay fillin' the truck
With chicks that's willin' to triz with us, uh
You say you got a man and you're in love
But what's love
everything, bi-sexual, all that
Nigga, we'll suck you
We got females that'll whip a girl's ass and her bitch too
Dogg Pound Gangstaville
What's up cool?
money (Yea)
Yo girl want me she know that I'm bossed up
Snatch yuh ankles boy you get crossed up
Yuh girl like a salad she get tossed up
Nigga run up
'round this bitch, ain't nothin' safe
You know what I'm 'bout, I'm 'bout that motherfuckin' action
Lock a loose pit out the gate, broke the latches
Got
understand it better get up on it God damn it
The life of the party order hits like John Gotti
But shhh that's on the low don't tell nobody
The scientist
illegal alien one
Yo comin' up next is Tim Dog
Yo, Dog, eat them motherfuckers
Comin' at cha with a funky rhyme that'll sure nuff catch ya
Get fat, get
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