Lyrics:
the skrr and peel off in a beatle (grrraaah)
Bitch you know I am too regal
Bitch you know I am so regal yeah (yeah)
Bird call bird call nigga where ya
Ay, I got a 45 magnum kitted
And you will rarely see me grab my dick without grabbing it with it
If you want, I can tag ya with it
And you can tell
Ay, I got a 45 magnum kitted
And you will rarely see me grab my dick without grabbing it with it
If you want, I can tag ya with it
And you can tell
On the count of three I want everybody to say
I'm a motherfuckin' Coke Boy!
One, two
I'm a motherfuckin' Coke Boy!
You'll let me in
With those
'm blown), too gone (too gone)
Don't know how the hell I'm gettin' home
Hey, snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see you do
'm blown), too gone (too gone)
Don't know how the hell I'm gettin' home
Hey, snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see you do
bitch off the chain
Yeah, ya'll niggas know what time it is
PT in the house (nigga)
A yo and this is for everybody bustin' bottles
Give me a P, give me
made you fight
*** ain't wanna see ya *** bebop, no
Toe for toe, I beat a *** down to the flo'
Incredible, forgettable, better blast, past to move
somebody's bad handwroter it's been
A busy year Beatle peadles
One way and another but it's been a
Great year
Too you fans have seen to that page
2 thanks
Um uh um uh here we go now
[Hook: x 2]
It's because I'm all on my own, now
You can leave him out hear alone, now
Ya'll need to really watch
livin'
Spit all over ya chin
Weezy be on some pimp shit
I see 'em, peep 'em, meet 'em, beep 'em
Later on if she ride
G 'em, freak 'em, by the weekend she
the tweakers you know they gone squeeze
Fuck all that talking just get on ya knees
If I said I got you you won't ever need
She like oh this PT just put it
1, 2...1, 2, 3, 4, Ow!
People moving out, people moving in.
Why, because of the color of their skin.
Run, run, run but you sure can't hide.
live an' die by tha sword
An' still we thank tha lord
Frum da maternity ward 2 tha morgue
I count my blessins
It's a game I shood but can't afford
Yeah.. brand new Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg)
Somethin' to the new year off, ya dig?
One for the treble, two for the bass,
Comeon everybody, lets
before pop shit cause I know we had less before
Chorus2X Young nigga got the game on lock trained ya brain just to bang yo block say what ya want but
You ain't never made love with a real nigga, I can tell by the way that I deal with ya
I ain't nothin' like a ex, I'm a real nigga, Spittin' game, I
time it is
It's going down
PT, 2004
YEAH!
[Verse 1]
It's going down, this the year
Ice ya wrist baby, rock ya ear
Put ya mink on, get ya drink on
It's
corner riding with him ha Ha
All they see is black venom
Then my silhouette
Just watch the fear reappear in they
Eyes when I hit the set
Oh no, 2Pac wit'
'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good
What she tell ya? I'm good, what you see?
Two hundred dollar jeans with my favorite patch
Pulling up my ride, hell
We're gonna move on up
Two by two
This whole world is gonna be
Brand new
Am I black black enuff for ya
Am I black black enuff for ya
Get in
a father to a daughter
I can be ya role model
My sister been two years since the feds, had a baby before she left
She send me my nephew, swear I love em
to this body
Who’s wheezy, breath deeply,
Exhale the weak out cha two feet’s
Running two miles by week three
Getting ready for war with history
Of abuse
The strap has been rubbin me, baby imma cum too,
Watchin all the body shivers goddamn I love the view,
Told me to slow down cuz ya climax hadda pt. 2,
Omfg
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