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Hoes in My Room

Snoop Dogg

Chicken -N- Beer [Clean]

2003

to control the speed
Put one up in the air, the cops just stared
Waved my hands out the roof like I just ain't care
Got to the tele and I slid through the door

They call me Sly but it's sir to yo bitch
One two three four five I'm in the six
Thought they knew my play I sent a blitz
My life getting better though

other hand
Got the beat bumpin while I'm countin up my bands
Got the beat bumpin while I'm driving in my lamb
Got the beat bumpin in the islands by

ah)
The Ace of Spades sipper, yay dealer
Pray five times a day, get on the wave, nigga (ayy, ayy, ah)
Baddest bitch you ever seen doin' my braids,

still V-Lone by my lonely
Recordin' on the iPhone
It's not top-notch shit, but I'm still gon' drop it
Pop out, whistle gothic
Whistle gothic
Yeah, pistol

the side
Chasin bands my bros outside
N the pack just landed stretch that nine
Backround bandit hit mans line
Four point five in a bruk down ride
Four point

week bro, I'm finna
Look, uh

I give my runners S5s with the Benzymes
I'm big time and still will get
Mines' off the quick dimes my chicks fine
Wash

down, you know Ocho Cinco, yeah
That's eight for five, call it Ocho Cinco, yeah

Used to watch the OG's from my bedroom window, yeah
Stepped out

to fill this hole in my heart
And I got nowhere to go, when it all falls down
Got nowhere to run, when it all runs out
Drownin' my sorrows with bottles
Too

back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was

and a player
Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other times slayer
You don't like it
Well stay out of my fucking way
Duck for the gunshot and watch to the ricochet

just cop smoke
Like pig breath pac’s soul would come out
If I died a big death
Shoe connoisseur, who’s finer, your bitch?
Or my bitch? It don’t matter

Hustler's Story

Scarface

Duets: The Final Chapter

2005

elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design

Is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's

a while like damn it's been a minute
(It's been a minute)
Up all night keep looking out like I'm still in the trenches
(Blrrrdda)
Even though I ain't in my

never be lonely

1 2 3 4 5 6 7
Unloading on a track race car with engine revving
Truth thats as sharp as a razor by mennen
Believe in Jesus you're my dog

I'm fly Rick and Morty
My pack cross the border, my plug got deported
These niggas different they raised by they daddies
I don't know bout the father,

I'm just the side guy
She wanted too much power ending like lala
Yeah just slide slide by
I'm with four of my niggas if she wanted five guys
Niggas

Winter coming soon you can see it in the dang leaves
Who ya framing?
I ain't did a damn thing
I got the brush up in my hand, this dimension be my painting

times
And it's
Bang
Three times
Four times
Five Times
Then they know my name
One time
Two times
Three times
And it's
Bang
Three times
Four times
Five

LO yeah B
LOB
I work hard for my shit
Ain't nobody give me a handout
They say that I got money
Everybody got they hands out
Big choppa in my balmains

pressuring for press
It's just a workout
We gone get into
Unless you sore already
Spread them legs
I'll get to stretchin
It go
One two three four five
Ima

inside my lungs)
Where's the spoon? Fuck! I'll use my hands (Fuck I'll use my hands)
Where were you when I didn't have no hands (Didn't have no hands)
Look

trying to open eyes while I open mines
My bars : explosive like a field of mines
One time 4 the ones we've lost
One time 4 the ones we've found
Hard

up bat man 
Pimp shit use the back hand
10 racks in trash
Vet pass by but it aint Gucci
When cooking slap here on booty
Bitch you thick as fuck


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