Lyrics:
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
me
Yeah but you’re not getting it right
But it’s cool
Too cool for cat
A little bit of this and a little bit of that
Had a red hot maybe
so you stand
With a fake-ass badge and a gun in your hand
But take off the gun so you can see what's up
And we'll go at it, punk, and I'ma fuck you
for long
I seen children get slaughtered, niggas' grandmothers assaulted
Throw a gang sign, dare you do something about it
Fuck copping them foams, when
(gang)
It's funny how they think they can't bleed
If that's true, then take these .223's and let's see (brrt, brrt)
Do what you wanna, if you got
weapons with the greatest of ease
The gangs stake out their own campus locale
And if they catch you slippin' then it's all over pal
If one guys colors
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
You got the horn so why don't you blow it
You are fine (fine)
You're filthy cute and baby you know it
Ooh
Cream
Get on top
Cream
You will cop
behind
Ambush - ambush capture your mind
Ambush - ambush I`m in disguise
Ambush - ambush take you by surprise
When you don`t expect it
That`s when
take me baby take me
Since high school, nigga I ain't got no friends
Got two Three-Eighty's like the Ying Yang Twinz, ah
That's spot clickin' till
on New Year's Day
Morning breaks, take my hand (kings of the world, top of the nation)
Wide awake with arms wide open (it's a celebration of the moments
an intimate love affair with me
I corrupt governments yeah, that's me
(ha ha ha)
I built the streets, listen closely
Now, it's cool to be a snitch
It's cool
to the West Side, it's California Love
This California bud got a nigga gang of pub
I'm on one, I might bail up in the Century Club
With my jeans on, and my
your crib, tryna pop your fuckin' noodles
She was twenty I was twelve, man my Nana said she raped me
I jus' smiled from ear to ear, sayin' take me baby
the man say
R-R-Rock stone was my pillow could not find place fi sleep
Pot dem empty we haffi find food fi eat
Everyday we terrorize by soldier
a fool?
Who's gonna tell a fool that he ain't cool?
Now thems were hard times
Back in the eighties, boy
People barely had enough to get by
But oh not me,
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
Listen up
What's the time said today
I'm gonna speak my mind
Take me up to the top of the world
I want to see my crime
Day by day
There's
goin' down
Smokin' that Jack, get it by the pound (straight up)
Don't need the pussy, I'm in and I'm out (I'm out)
But I'm still smokin' that loud
Hit
gotta say it no more
Look at my face and they know
They've seen it before, oh
Made it to vogue
Put the pop, back in pop, at the top (ya)
What we
to take a life again
You know I'll ride again
It's all the same (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tell me who's gon' save me from myself
When this life is all I know
throwing it up
I'll be throwing it up
I, I, I, I'll be playin it cool
'Cause a girl's gonna do
What a girl's gonna do
Makin' up my own rules
Ola-ola,
did was show love for you
Sweated blood for you, any moment take a slug for you
But its cool, the baby mama drama is expected
And that karma is going
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