Lyrics:
With mo' kicks than a Steven Segal
(boyaaa!) peep this
From tha unforgiven mask murderer
Handcuffing tha m-I-c
Serving niggas like miky d's
Mo'
Tha next one of you niggas that come at me sideways
We'll be entertained wit 4 or 5 K's
Probably might get killed in 4 or 5 ways
Probably won't be
problably worked at tha tity bar
We see yo tittys and yo ass got u pretty far
Fly bitches aint impressed by a lil gold
But soakin wet off the power that
ain't
He dun in the first 48 detroit!
From Tha D from Tha D
From Tha D (I'm from the D) from Tha D
From Tha D from Tha D (I'm from the D)
From Tha D from
tha p now
See now tha road get shaky but you can't break
Watch out for them hoodrats, snakes
'Cause E told me a little story that left me kinda hurt
my back
[Chorus]
Foe tha love of tha money, I keep spendin' yo
Just sum pap low shit, gotta let 'em hang low
Swangin' lead from my forty-four
You know it ain't no stoppin' all tha doggs I'm droppin'
It's Friday night so everythang is poppin'
I got skin lets spin on da hand
So let tha
I could see that
[Baby]
Got trillion cut earrings so I can blind these hoes
I'm tha number-one stunter fuckin' rap-hoes (rap-hoes)
[B.G.]
Stun'n is
anti-circle with tha mad style
Crushin any mental that be fragile
You don't wanna see me get like agile
Rippin up tha scene screamin like I was a bad child
of bounds puttin' four in a clown
Bitch answer when I call make me know you got my change
Is it explodin' in yo brain, do you think I'm playin' games
See
C'mon, check it
Through steel walls
Your voice blastin' on
True rebel my brother Mumia
I reflect upon
You be tha spark
That set tha prairie fires
on the front porch, Blaze the indo
Runnin from tha cops with tha homies by tha liqour store
Somebody hit tha stach box, Pass me tha match doc
see-P-3, Caliope
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Hook
Verse 4: [Eazy-E]
I got beat for the street
To tha beach I'll be rolling
Neva see me strolling
40s I'll be holding
You know it ain't no stoppin all tha doggs I'm droppin
It's Friday night so everythang is poppin.
I got skin lets spin on da hand
So let tha games
Once upon a time not long ago
4 way befo da dayz I wuz known 2 flow
I wuz showin str8 luv in da beach
Hugz frum da freaks
Even by tha thugz wit
now I'm ending with tha bizya,still
rollin in my 6-4 on them thizangs. Do wicked shit,'cause shit is
wicked on the streetz and from what my eyes see
Drought Boy wizzle Fizzle Bizzle n your area
Wen a nigga got money nd he ballin out
Wat dat Boyz worst fear fear of tha Drought
Wen tha block run
un dans la peau
C'est toujours tout nouveau tout beau
J'ai pas besoin d'mon père ni d'ma mère
J'ai besoin d'un chum
Comme j'ai besoin du
never walk again (so?)
Don't play with them shots again (oh)
I make them niggas bleed like that time of tha month
See, I told 'em, "Nobody move; nobody
Grand Thief
I had a 100 bricks I got 3 left
Shootin' see lows middle of tha day
I bet a 100 grand, da nigga iced away
5:45 in tha afternoon
That was Tha Dogg Pound here right on W Balls
187.4 on your FM dial
You're tuned in to the biggest balls of them all DJ Saul T. Nuts
Aye, don't
big boys
I ain't cry like a bitch when it got hard
On tha block all day, Me and Big Boy (Big Chris)
Hope I live to see tomorrow, got a big rod
Got
Check my coat in and I paid the dollar,
Sidekick rings, "what's up? holla!"
Text the address, I'll see you later
Baby come down
Come down, come
dun
See them move along the road in search of life divine
Baggers in a goldmine
Dehra dehra dun, dehra dun dun
Dehra dehra dun, dehra dun dun
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