Lyrics:
run
To the store, to get me a 4-0
Snoop Doggy Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes
So I head down the streets to Long Beach
Just so I could meet
a son too so by all means
If it's a drought you show what your gun do
And if it get botched be two more black kids
Getting raised by there uncle
That's
for the rap man
Losers check your tooters
While I'm suckin' on your girls hooters
Don't play macho, while you got the gun
Cause if you got to reload
'bout 30 stacks in the back
Make it rain like that
'Cause I'm far from a scrub
You know my pedigree
Ex-dealer use to move 'phetamines
Girl, I spend
run
To the store, to get me a 4-0
Snoop Doggy Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes
So I head down the streets to Long Beach
Just so I could meet
drive
[Pre - Chorus:Eddie Guap]
On a late night
Thinking about some sh*t you and I went by
On a late night
Late Night drive
Passing by your house
(Straight up)
She don't get no new Chanel, she gon' throw a fit (Straight up)
I wanna buy that girl the world, the way she suck this dick (Yeah)
Fronted me
Yo
If I could start from scratch, I'd change most of it
If you gave me your trust, I wouldn't of broken it
I shoulda helped you out, back in 97'
a dime and he back already
Got that sack already, man we got them racks already
As far as your girl, I hit it from the back already
I tried to get
kisses from the bar
I, wish you could stay, but when you walk away
You look delicious from far
She roll up on me then they get lit
Girl you my Swisher
saved me
From myself, yes, I didn't know Myself
Those Girl Scout Cookies
That Blue Dream (Ouii)
Yes she help me build up my self Esteem (I'm stronger now)
for the rap man
Losers check your tooters
While I'm suckin' on your girls hooters
Don't play macho, while you got the gun
Cause if you got to reload
[Intro: Bounty Killer (Raekwon)]
Well ain't I a risin' star, lord have mercy
(Yo let me get that Dutch master)
Wit Bounty Killer and Raekwon
(This
cousin, and all your peeps that everyone want a piece.
[Mashonda:]
Big up! I like the boys from the streets and,
Big up! would never know where
know where he at
I be trippin' with Goyard luggage, I carry that
Fuckin' on a pop star, I'm tryna marry that
Uh, uh, YG, you changed
Ever since you
just don't confuse it
What happens, these dudes get rude and then I lose it
I'm scandalous, I blow your two kids off the atlas
With a gat that's
just don't confuse it
What happens, these dudes get rude and then I lose it
I'm scandalous, I blow your two kids off the atlas
With a gat that's
and my daughter gettin' chased by my son
The water gun is in his arms, that lil' nigga can run
He get it from his daddy side, you know, them Nigerians
you must lie in that county jail
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail
So squirm, with discomfort, wiggle and cough
Six days of madness, you
talkin shit, you best to be a good ducker
Your posse best to run from my gun
Keep my nine off safety, and E holds the other one
(Yeah, sucker)
[ CHORUS ]
a millionaire, I still won't marry ya Slugs to you head, six people Paul-bury ya Colgate froze flows like cocaine Mental overdose explode your brain Some might
a Piston
She do all that talking but she need to listen
Chasing this money, yea I gotta get it
You think your for me, baby admit it
Watch all yo partners,
One two one two, come through run through
Gun who, oh you don't know what the gun do
Some do, those that know are real quiet
Let me think you
bitches handy
White girl on the table, let 'em sniff the nose candy
When I'm walkin' by, the women sayin', "Who is that nigga?"
I replied, "Hi, I am
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