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Personally, I never gave a fuck
for the mucky murky mass that you're walking through (to get some pudding)
Been standing here for eternity,
-ass chick (yo)
This is no intention of bein' offensive to women
By calling y'all bitches, my down-ass bitches
Still my queen, princess cuts look clean
-ass chick (yo)
This is no intention of bein' offensive to women
By calling y'all bitches, my down-ass bitches
Still my queen, princess cuts look clean
I don't do it now
I shop by the ounces and pounds
Im blowing it down
Young n***a came from the jungle
Use to buy dimes and dubs
I dont do it now
paper stack
(Gon' get pimp slapped)
It all boils down to the fact that
You're jealous of my paper stack
(Jealous ass nigga)
It all boils down to the fact
your health
Man down get some help
Now I'm moving by myself
It's sad i killed myself
Only real niggas rock with me
Fake family STDs
Never hating
bust triggers, who could fuck with us?
Dub, E-40, Christ Bearer, plus RZA
Stick you with the Blade, we gots to get paid
And for the moolah, we
throat
Get up while my dick on yo' coat and I'm bumpin' too short
Down the block, three on fourth
My nigga Num, drunk on the porch off a muthafuckin'
the stage, that's when I got my folks hooked like
Well, you want me to get D.E.E.P., well then, I will
What? What will happen if you shoot that nigga
Unite
North, south, y'all get down, too
Let's rock
Ah!
blew up, I'd be in the Aftermath
Bumpin' gangsta rap shit, down to blast for cash
'Cause from Eazy-E, to DOC, to DPG
Started from that SOB, DRE
Like
blew up, I'd be in the Aftermath
Bumpin' gangsta rap shit, down to blast for cash
'Cause from Eazy-E, to DOC, to DPG
Started from that SOB, DRE
Like
Up in the club with my homies, trying to get a lil' V-I
Keep it down on the low key (low key)
You should know how it feels (hey, hey!)
I seen
you a dub now (Bitch)
See a opp nigga, I’ma run up (That’s that nigga right there)
See a bad bitch I’ma run down (Yeah)
Yeah, Ask me how I’m doing I’m
respect bitch you dub I stand on a hunnit you ain’t Chris brown you ain’t never gon run it if I want it right now imma get it stop fronting if the dick too
for a feature, you can it a success
Trip Dub. Streetz Lock'd is all I ever repped
Besides The Can and E-20, I ain't hollering nothing else
Cuz a lot
Nom nom
Number One
Still letting them numbers run
Still in it like D.R.E.
Recorded this by where he from
All the way from So Ill
Who knew it'd get this
where we get down
Nothing but a dollar and a dream to invest now
Used to drive cars that were half of my rent now
Might just fuck around and drop a stack
Snoop D-O-dub
You gotta put it down and always stay g'd up
All star shoes with the G apparel
If I fall in the club i mite bust a pair of Stacy Adams
Snoop D-O-dub
You gotta put it down and always stay g'd up
All star shoes with the G apparel
If I fall in the club i mite bust a pair of Stacy Adams
Mixed for life just like a dub (like a dub)
Hey, just need your touch
Ay, it’s just us, yeah (us, us, us us)
Check my wrist, that shit is fly
I do not go
the order to slaughter any ass like that
you know how the loni act off the cognac
Brainiac with maniac Mack 10 (my nigga)
down ta get this mothafuckin'
(my nigga)
Down ta get this mothafuckin' party crackin'
Nigga back in so we can smoke a dub
Down ta bump all these bitches at the club (Yaeeyaae)
the sound of getting knocked down
Niggas out here say they really step as you get knocked down
I used to stand up on the block, I had three for dub
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