Lyrics:
take that)
Long Beach is on the motherfuckin map
The city by the sea, R.I.P.
JD (that's me), you know about the LBC (uh-huh)
My niggas love
selfish and I'll smoke my weed with no one
You know me
I'm young Happy P
Kick back aand blow a sweet
While my niggas move keys
Bitch please
I got G's
called, Edutainer
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label
[KRS-One]
Biddi-by-by, by
they can't cope with this
Square X Smash
Man get attacked by Jin
Kazama taken the p**s
Whilst you dive duck dash
Man step back
I'm the hot property that
I can load up a square, but don't throw no shapes
Pull up to the spot, i'm sorry i'm late
Bros in the back we got ragged by the jakes
I'm sorry
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
niggas gon' run in high when the scan season
And the Butcher comin', motherfucker
Never seen a pot (pot), you never seen a blender (a blender)
I got
on my side watch all these n****
Fumble
Gotta put on lil n**** I got Muscle
Money ain't s*** watch how a n*** blow through it
If you want that smoke
life,
but you won't breakaway
It's a standard ting that I keep it ghetto,
Roads aint nothing like calm or mellow,
too much p's to be got,
so I get dough,
1.
Way before I even heard about a fucking jugg,
Me and dunk was on chambers jugging all the goods (me and dunk)
Stanly Thompson got jays all through
It's me, it's me uh, yeah
I got the big bag of Skittles
Like Marshawn Lynch
No matter what, we never far from a bench
Never far from a stoop
Never
'm brutal,they should check their P.D.
You made me,now your kids rave me
I rap about the life that the city streets gave me
Murder,intrigue,somebody must bleed
the charge
Going hard will get you two shots now I'm facing the charge
Fire up the la let's go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let 'em
by the police
I ain't trippin' on them haters, they can blow me
Bitch talkin' like she got it, baby, show me
Yankin' right up for that paper, you know
by a crack in my units
I'ma stick to the shit that made The Click
The super kind, I love to spit
That nigga 40 vicious, he got speech I heard him
the tune of the Audio Two
Milk was chillin as I chilled in the back room
Listen to snaps, cuts by Scoob and Scrap
Union Square, to tear up the KRS tracks
money in queues kisses teeth
Man 'Cause I got money in squares
'Cause I got money in shoes
But are you really from your ends mate?
'Cause you're really
there|Sheriff Thompson said Scott just got home, spent 18 months in Iraq|Gonna pick him up and get gone, gonna raise a little hell cause he's back|You gotta make
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
No squares in my circle
They throwing rocks Ima try not to hurt you
Im riding by 12 like Im breaking the curfew
These forces 10 thousand man R.I.P
Yo
This song is
Aiyyo Dunn this song is called Sunshower
Cause we approachin' the final hour
You know I ahh all I can say to my brothers
Uber that babe Uber that babe wait
R.i.p pop smoke r.i.p pop smoke, r.i.p pop smoke
Snow and ice in the building Why she doing that ass
Are you mad are
Yeah why she doing that, watch you shaking that yeah
I don't want let her Go
Took her to the Store
She ordering Chistain Dior... (She ordering)
Baby
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