Lyrics:
other and it's cool, you can tell when
He step off in the party women jump for joy
But all the wild niggas schemin', they gon' jump the boy
For
yawning and I'd made it by 20
I got young boys on that corner, I call what you got for me
He say I done moved the whole thing, couple rocks all I got
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
Light off in that spot, knowin' that we could rock
Doin' the hole in the wall clubs
This shit here must stop, like, "Freeze"
We makin' the crowd move,
Then I know I've been doin' my job 'cause there'll be sweat pourin'
So pick and choose your weapon but don't slip
I'm here to kill you boys with
member for that envelope
I'm the Lionel Richie to these Commodores
We flip pies to franchising Dominoes
I speak for dope boys every track I'm on
Until
rhymes tax
Maintain MC's while the Double E macks
Always calm under pressure, no need to act ill
Listen when I tell you boy, you gots to chill
I be
astonished
I know, you see it, think twice to believe it
Dope boy, magic, got my pinky gleaming
Give you the shoes off my feet, shirt off my back
higher to the sky
boy to the Say
bad seaway
yeah yeah yeah today way
OG two tone creen show mafia bloods
shutdown by boy
red roses cry my baby
am
Make sure you know a nickname
You want for that tombstone
Play hard as a rock, bullets can break stones
Break bad boys down like Jenny did Sean Combs
I'm
I'm a young nigga straight from the bottom
Won't be long 'til I get to the top
Feel like half of my bros on the rock
This for Smelly and E, I ain't
have known by now, Eazy does it
From around the way, born in '73
Hardcore B-boy named Eazy-E
It's '88 now, '73's obsolete
A nigga with a serious ass
"Hollygrove, Hollygrove," was his last statement
So nigga, get that look off your face
And recognize you got a crook in the place
They call me W-E-E
in me
He put me down back in 1993
And now I grab mic and rock the party
I got Joys and Cheers for Pea by ease
Pea by ease short for family, they
to re-up now
Yeah! And yeah, love my D-boy style
Man all the dope boys got the girls goin wild
Yeahhhh~! I'm like nah nah nahhh
I'm laughin at you niggaz
sound
Let's get wit this, mackadocious funk material
So simple, when I rock wit' the instrumental
Who am I? (E-D the Green Eyed Bandit)
Control my
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
had 33 go rock the car
Oh, glory, glory
And this is my thug nigga story
Oh, sniff dope, oh God, my soul
I need you now, I'm on my own
Bae, call
(Chorus: Scratched by DJ Unknown)
Tired of the mother fucking jackin
Boys that be jackin
Tired of the motherfucking jackin
Police, want to front;
is
Snoop D-O double G (from the DP)
Every nigga in this rap game, to the dope game
Now I got the hook up on the dodo, for sure tho'
But I'm not
can tell when I open my mouth
I bet nobody got mo' princess cut teeth, than the Boss
Open your mouth up you lost, I'm blinding these boys
I'm joining
that rode
I'm the one that didn't fold, all them other niggas hoes
Out there standin' by the pole, sellin' dope to buy some clothes
'Cause I knew
"Hollygrove, Hollygrove," was his last statement
So nigga, get that look off your face
And recognize you got a crook in the place
They call me W-E-E
boy
I got a job and sold dope boy
True story no joke boy
Cause I don't wanna be
No I refuse to be
No i don't wanna be a broke boy
I got a job and sold
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