Lyrics:
Give you dap and then we slide
Through your hood three dozen times
So what's good? I'm looking for a pedicure
Pink pussy that pop
Preferably the kind
don't want to say only right, but s***
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in
a lie 3rd eye Neva blind lose that you gon die love is blind so don't be out there just waisting your time it's time to make it to the top and we gon make
"Yes, it is I," says me
And all who agree are more than three 'cause they're we
Yes, yo, I'm in the house now for sure
Because I wanna talk about
all day, try to ride big body
Been with three dope boys, hood call 'em garbage
Will I still fuck'a, I don't know, yeah, probably
Just a hood nigga with
you done been through before
It's only been three months and I already got it bad
So hood that I keep on comin' back
My girlfriends telling me I
to get by like wow
Ash trip game near nigga like ah
This is moving up for that slice and the pie
In the hood you try to turn the back so good times
Get
constitutionalize
Now what u mean why the hell do you think we alive
Now pay homage to our mothers and fathers or die
And open up your 3rd eye like a birds eye
Me I
to the Porsche's with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you better put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the ? with them wires on it
I get my money
kind of freaky of course
Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin her dwarfs
Saw a fight over colors, too
Red Riding Hood, and Little Boy Blue
with the clip, no aim on it
Uh, Mr 3rd degree
Burn like the bridge and yo business uh
Started at the floor, at the beginning uh
Now I rep the floor until
I have a tale to tell
I was three feet from the floor, gasping for air
Trying to release my fathers hands from my throat
I looked into his eyes
kind of freaky of course
Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin her dwarfs
Saw a fight over colors, too
Red Riding Hood, and Little Boy Blue
you don't know what you're doing
Or recognize the trouble you getting in to and you're ruin
And dig this man
I spent my childhood in a wild hood
And all
flashy, rims so glassy
Pull the dropper out, we gon show them boys nasty
Hood rats harrass me, I don't want the drama
They wanna get put up so they
One, two, three
Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all a tale
Well, he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's dancing
yesterday
See me and G been rapping since the 3rd grade
And I don't give a damn what none of y'all say
We bout the only group that deserve to get paid
So roll
Standin' by the speaker
Suddenly I had this fever
Was it me or either summer madness
'Cause I just can't stand around
So I get closer
now
You can ask Breed or Pac it don't stop
I ain't bull shittin' make a mill when I rock
Three players in the game and it's a major
Bitch you
to the fullest
Niggas across the nation, narcotic cooking
Every block, every hood we proud of pushing)
I represent it to the fullest
Any given day can die by
of here.
Yo Dre give me a funky ass bass line.
(Intro Chorus)
What fuck is up? In the place to be.
Coming on the mic is Eazy Motherfucking-E.
Dre is
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
One, two, three
Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all a tale
Well, he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's
Standin' by the speaker
Suddenly I had this fever
Was it me or either summer madness
'Cause I just can't stand around
So I get closer
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