Lyrics:
all fight playa, you all spite playa
It's all right playa, a nigga might care
But to catch me you gotta do a light year
Baby go ahead please do the damn
éses that'll kill you at your job
I got some looters by the Weiner Schnitzel
Hanging out with the pistols, making sure shit official
Big Whos and Day
Cube insane in the membrane
Baby, go ahead please do the damn thang
We gonna get chu' high nigga
Our rhymes will get chu' by nigga
Tell me if I
passing by they would stop and say
"Oh my what that little country boy could play"
Go, go
Go Johnny, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go
Go
Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go; go Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit up in the trees by
call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I'm big daddy
When I hit the lot I don't get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up
false move and baby the lights go out
Once I dreamed we were together again
Baby you and me
Back home in those old clubs the way we used to be
We
Check it, check it, check it, check it!
This here for the motherfuckin record
Here we here we here we go
Here we here we go
Can I can I can I kick
the neighbours listless sister’s blown away
Band Bang, Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang bang
My love and eye would go down to the public plazza
And shoot
your man?
It's only Johnny 40 coats,
Sure he's a desperate man
Bang Bang shoots the buses
With his golden key
Hay-hi-diddly-I
And out goes she
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad (yeah, yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad
blow
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna fuck, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
Say, "Why you got a extended
one false move and baby the lights go out
Once I dreamed we were together again
Baby you and me
Back home in those old clubs the way we used to be
arrive in his eye, listen coward, the concept
Is aim and then bang it and slide out that bitch with deposit
A price on his head, the tithes probably go
Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit)
You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist)
I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist)
I made
Fix your focus and ride, I want the bangers to bang
Or get hyphy with my *** up north by the Bay
Tryna twist in my whip, I got the big body Benz
'Cause
So whether you bangin' for crip or blood
You better bang for somthin' young thug
'Cause you'll get banged on not by bangas
But by Johnny Law
like yourself man
So whether you bangin for crip or blood
You better bang for sumthin young thug
'Cause you'll get banged on not by bangas
But by
from a project chick or one with crazy loot
Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on
Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price on
I pull out my
Boosie
We stomp you out like a movie big curvy and 20 uzi's
Fuck with us boy you stupid
We clutch and we all go use it
Fuck with us y'all go lose it
control, lose a little piece of my soul
Too late for me to crawl up out this hole, so come on, let's go
Ain't no way to justify, this life keeps rushing by
It was back in nineteen forty-two,
I was a member of a good platoon.
We were on maneuvers in-a Louisiana,
One night by the light of the moon.
it
I break a bitch, make a bitch get something
Go out and twist something, come on
[Chorus]
[Warren G]
Twist ya body, baby, kiss me, by the way, you
from a project chick or one with crazy loot
Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on
Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price on
I pull out my
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