Lyrics:
OG D' Westside Stamp that Shit
Shh
These niggaz know what's up wit me
Man I tell ya
OG D' Westside stamp that Shit
These niggaz know what's up wit me
OG D' Westside Stamp that Shit
Shh
These niggaz know what's up wit me
Man I tell ya
OG D' Westside stamp that Shit
These niggaz know what's up wit me
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
arriver en triomphant
Enfin tout ça c'est utopique
La tête qui tourne comme une toupie
Ces connards sont loin d'être au top
Ton rap parrainé par rené la
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the waiter a hundred dollars
To keep the ice cold, alright?
We the last guys to keep the wise guys code alive
If I can't live by my word then I'd much
about me
I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you
In case I'm not here tomorrow
I'm hoping that I can borrow a piece of mind
I'm behind
Yeah, nigga
I'm still fuckin' with ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.E.
'99, nigga, guess who's back
Still, still doin' that
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Spittin' that fire like a dragon no Komodo
Look at me wrong and I be posin' like I'm Jojo
Sayin' your bullshit, always on the low tho
All up on my
is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from
I'd like to welcome you
To the B side
Of Couch Slut's fourth album
And to advise you
To crank it
Crank it up!
You know, I wasn't always
[Verse 1]
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
D
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
D
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
D
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all
[Heavy D]
Yea this is uh Super funk you know what I'm sayin
This is for all the players and playetts wherever you at you dig
I'm talkin about
and did an album with No I.D.
And ain't came back since
Now we the best in the city, I rep for the city
That's about the time that you left for the city
the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly
swag is but you was made in Paris
And Mama woke up the next day and shot her album package
Last time the miscarriage was so tragic
We was afraid you'd
Uh, top of the morning to you
You know, its been so dark outside
That I figured I'd turn a couple motherfuckin' lights on real quick
Uh, I ain't
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