Lyrics:
I'm on a G
Slow it down, baby, ride me like a Z
Double cup, you gon' ride me straight to sleep
Two hoes tryna fuck me while I'm geeked
Blame it
like water
I rather rush a television reporter
The frauds that tried to front
Watch ya back
Stop pullin' those lil' stunts
Assault and battery
And when I take off, it's like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they
a bottle and it goes around
I'm leaving drunk by 4 a.m.
And watch me jump in the golden Benz
Top down with the pokey rims
Now I'm swerving, so you know I
nigga in the mirror
I'll I'm tryin' to is bark before I fight
Before I take you down, might as well be polite
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
Now
that sound like Heaven (uh-huh)
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Come on Mr. Smith, come get some (some, some, some) (yeah)
When young sons
Steels, Tony Starks on line one for Mr. Bobby Steels)
Steels over here, Steels over here
Peace, Starks what's going on baby?
Yeah everything is lovely
no you can't love a thottie
Rule number two can't fuck with these niggas
Rule Number three nigga don't you try me
I don't even want to say what's up
me
Believe me when I say,
I'm with you for life,
Right by your side, make you my wife
Girl, I'll be true to thee
As long as your lovin' me,
slide where he slip 2x
Hey Aye big clip
Talk shit Nd we gone bust lips
Lil bitch you ain’t slick
You that hoe bitch
Big drip bossed up
& I stay lit
always set to change
I might be in love with another bitch next week
I might do some shrooms and realize that you not the one for me
Mr. Rae-Rae by your
too many times
Been stabbed in the back
True on the track
I got money on me
Like 2-3 racks
I'm with Lil D I'm Die Alive
But I'm rocking with 23
Last
Yeah chasing
Chasing that bag, chasing that bag chasing
Whoo aye
Lil' fish
Woke up this morning I had a ménage
Loaded the foreigns I packed
And roughed up by a cop tryin' to get hooked up
I got a meal and I just sealed two more deals
And now I'm runnin' from the cops? This ain't real!
You see,
hit thug i got some papers
We got henny by the gallon that shit regulation
God woke us up this morning so we celebrated
I feel like teezy all a nigga do
Thought I had my mojo working
That man by the cooler
Drinking water, as if it's free
Oh, that's Homer Simpson, sir
A drone from sector 7-G
Yes,
four, three, two, I got one shot
You lose the love and respect, that's where the trust stop
New work, top drop
I roll up every fifteen minutes like a bus
Leave it to the birds
Line of fire got my chopstick
Feel like Jackie Chan
Cause I'm ready to chop shit
Lil shawty drinking too much
I told her to stop it
What's up, Boat?
Ayy, ayy
(ShittyBoyz)
Track two's got me euro-steppin' like I'm ball playin'
If it's smoke, we gon' send some shots and leave
much, learned not to say too much
They couldn't take me in the C-L, that's way too much
And I'm too gone, y'all niggas can talk on
They call me Mr
to push like dis
It cost lil money to take to bih
Boss nigga had to do it on his lonely
Youngin growing up with no family
Now I'm ina woods plotting with my
ounce drinker
I sport too fly for a forty-ounce thinker
A fresh linen scent so sniffer on the two-inch
A talker of the berg without weed influence
So
Friday Saturday
Don't let no girl no bitch (hey) no man no nigga get in my way
I keep my gun with me (always) for peace I keep it right by my side (.45
Man I threw him off, each and every civilian off that I shoot 'em all
Don't even fuck and pull it off
I'm Mr.Raw, Mr.Pull It, I'm cut, niggaz act like
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