Lyrics:
a chance
She said when can you do it, we can do it when you can
Girl I'm all about the angels
Come down from heaven, you angel
Pop that pussy every angle
Put two and two together ([B.G.] Think, nigga)
Ya gotta maintain ([M] Ya got to maintain)
Ya either gon'...have things ([M] Have things
my niggas that grind and have pistols on them
Don't play with police we draw pistols on them
The game really fucked up
When they let crooks in
I'm
(G-Unit nigga)
You know how we get down nigga (it's that gangsta shit stupid)
Let me tell you how to school y'all young niggas man
(Here we go now!) yo,
and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy
Yeah! Anotha Dogg House production
My nigga Meech roll it
Wussup We movin' solo for the 9-9, 9-8, ya heard me?
Too many flees, too many bustaz
solemn oath, he said, Allah is the witness over what we
Have said
And he said, O my sons, do not enter by one gate, but enter by different gates
And I
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
it ain’t on me lil homie it’s in me
You couldn’t beat the kid me and I’m the grown me
My enemies toast, betta hope we homies
Might heard I’ma boss but
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
with me, bounce with me, G-G-G-G-G
Can you bounce with me, bounce with me, yeah-yeah-yeah
Uh-huh uh-huh bounce with me, bounce with me
Can ya, can
with me, bounce with me, G-G-G-G-G
Can you bounce with me, bounce with me, yeah-yeah-yeah
Uh-huh uh-huh bounce with me, bounce with me
Can ya, can
Slimane leathers
(Cyhi! Yeah!)
Boy, we lookin' for trouble
Maybe if we wasn't black, then we wouldn't have struggled
Player, all I got is trap
than my bud
Heard he was talking with a bug
So now we gotta pull up
Every rat gotta die for one slip of the tongue
Grew up in a hood where they know me
a couple G's down by the lake
Hell yeah I got 'em but they'll be straight
[Verse 2 - Pimp]
We be 6 deep creepin'
In a Deville sittin' up on D's with
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
When there's a tear in your eye
Bm
And words that are lost
When we have to say goodbye
D G D
Know
to Lord Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas
Redman and the Rockafellas
Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny days and bad weathers
But still we
and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy
composition be my prophecy
I hope it's heard
My only fear of death, is reincarnation
I use my last breath
To reach the whole nation
How can they call me
make)
I'm gonna make my (my)
Money (money)
Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?
Tell me have you ever heard?
Tell me have you ever heard
you will never grind
I know the priors they running by us when we do crime
I know that section eight wanna discontinue my Moms
When they heard that Ohio
lets ride nigga
we gettin high realize they all die nigga
them Hot Boys started ridin
{B.G.}
we gonna fire nigga wet em real good
then ran through the alley must have been a coward
No more hit 'em up like in the old days
homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs
that's why I roll by
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