Lyrics:
understandin’
We play bass!
[Verse 2]
He likes all genres of music
There is no doubt about that
He dislikes war to a certain extent
I don’t know where he lives
watch it work
Uh, okay, I hustle like it's two of me Can't go broke like I used to be
They don't wanna see you win, I won't let them ruin me
Baddies
Mama, Dear Mama, Dear Mama, yeah
Know I messed up, tryna roll out, having fun
With a crew that never cared for me or never stood
By me when I was failing
walk by faith and not by sight)
He'll work it out (every little things gonna be alright)
Work it out (work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
on a major label
Any duplication of this one is fatal
On one two five, I gotta hit ya live (yeah)
Beat your ass with my tape, any race or shape (uh-huh)
on a major label
Any duplication of this one is fatal
On one two five, I gotta hit ya live (yeah)
Beat your ass with my tape, any race or shape (uh-huh)
on and blow it rurals, its mine, knew a crew one time
'89, they took work to Caroline and blew big time
In just two years, they crew disappear
Snitches
brought the funk for
The love, and for the party people to get drunk to,
Since back in the day we've been the major crew,
When I step on the stage it's like
seventeen, in an all black suit
Laying still in a coffin, surrounded by my crew
Giving half-heart apologies
For watching while they bottled me
Or running
spurts
I put em inside my lines and I make the shit work
Cause I got it like that, okay black?
Flexin on my stack, son, get off the crack
Your crew get
Trained to go
Ready to shoot
Say what you willing to do
Hang with a villain or two
This ain't a regular crew
Say he gone slide with the tool
Came
posse's on the scene
Well, it's not that we're rowdy, rude, raunchy or loud
But a match into nitro is like my crew into a crowd
I'ma take a minute or maybe
just here to get the job totally done
Eighty five percent work, fifteen percent fun
Sometimes I admit, I get so excited
Rhyme for rhyme, I just can't
making moves (yeah)
Heading on up and I'm loving the view
Stack all the blues (stack it up)
I like my women when they come in twos
Let's go (Let's go) yeah
John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit
hustle baby
Darling this is it (Woo)
Witness it, no victim lie watch the bullets whizz by
Pray the lead don’t hit
Pray you aint prey
For the dogs
Smilin
Outside it's twenty below fool I'm ridin' to the liquor store
Closed down,that's alright I go holla at this beeso I know
Who work at the Texaco
and get him
$2k for a dead body
Everyday I grind it's a everyday struggle
I don't even own a skateboard
I gotta go and get it so I got up off my ass
I let
make a sound
2 A.M. Love gotta keep it down (keep it down)
Don't wait around for a signal now
Gimme some verbs, I ain't talkin' nouns (I'm naughty)
the work, now the pay coming through
I like to play games, but don't fuck with my crew ya
Ayy, don't fuck with my crew
Yeah we going up man this shit coming
that's what we use too
Strip club hopping we the juice crew
She said it's 2 am I said bring your friends
She know what I meant let the night begin
We ain't
[Snoop Dogg]
Four tires, dayton wires
We got that kind of shit to keep the Ward on fire
We blow trees, count G's, so get it how you live
From
I did, I did for you
I stuck by your side when you ain't have no crew
And I was the one who got you outta shit
When you ain't know what to do
They
handle
Whether you do music or not, you wish you could sample
And I had to live through the scandals, public humiliations and breaks up on camera
It's
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