Lyrics:
you know
I just copped a MPC60 from Japan
As I'm rappin' through this SM7 that's in my hand
Got a quarter-pound of buddha, I'm smokin' it by
ain't see me
Nothin' like these niggas, I'm alien, E.T. (E.T.)
Ice on my neck poppin' out like 3D, yeah (ice)
These niggas ain't fuckin' with me on my
K.E.S
Welcome back k.e.s
Wow who's that it's K.E.S
Yea don't fuck with K.E.S
K.E.S
He's killing it it's K.E.S
Call the police it's K.E.S
No he
straight Golden State
All-time great, sorry I'm late (alright man)
Back in high school, I was real boney
I started drinking 40's with my homies,
of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out
bed by four, I'm up by noon
I might sit around, I might write me a tune
I might go fishin' and again I might not
I might get me a forty or pour me
CHORUS
We are the Bears
Shufflin' crew
Shufflin on down
Doin' it for you
We'e so bad
We know we're good
Blowin your mind
Like we knew we would
You
is full, stomachs stay on E
Can you find us a leader? Maneuver like sheep
Freedom ain't free, forgetting that the meek
Shall inherit the Earth
With no
the love I need is at the rodeo
All the love I need is here at OVO, yeah
All the girls I know are there with E and Tho
Who knows where I end up when that
Can't Understand my city's under siege
F-a-see-e-M-o-be screamin 'cause I mean it
Till these muthafuckas bury me
37-40 pull dat pistol packin
Gun
of love
Like Dreamers do
Touch your heart -
You've the grip of broken heart
Oh we are daytime friends and nightime fools
Wanna play this game
you
love smoke ganjä, Monday to Monday
And e'ry other day a nigga fuckin with gun play
It's ok, since all the dogs out
All my broads out, doin they bought
a gang of bad bitches by his feet
But now, that he's, locked away
He can't get no love on visiting today
Holla holla, pop yo' collar
Shit a nigga just
you at, do you represent your city?
(wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy)
Do you take fools out like the homie Frank Nitty?
(wiggy, wiggy,
it was the pimp in me (pimp in me)
In eighty-nine, I went on tour with Eazy-E (Eazy-E)
A bunch of fine bitches tryin' to sleep with me
Every night,
Any gun I took got less than two weeks 'fore we get it dirty
I'm a done fool by myself, it's DOA when I'm with 30
Two headshots gotta get off, know he
up some Olde E, but not a 40
Just a two-two of brew will do, so I can knock it out fast
To make the coldness last
And while you at man see
to sell em instantly (instantly)
One look, you could tell it was the pimp in me (pimp in me)
In eighty-nine, I went on tour with Eazy-E (Eazy-E)
A bunch
Biggie
Going _Federal_ like E-40
Shock the world like Silkk, put my pockets on tilt
Puttin fools _On Hold_ like En Vogue
Used to slang white ice
Again
Don't Blame That Nigga For Runnin Up In My House, Fool
Ain't No Food In My Daughter Mouth, I'm Goin Out Too
Just Think About What Your Doin
Straight dope game, I was told
I had them hoes stealin clothes for me, boostin and sellin' they body
Nigga that's how it's supposed to be By Nature 'cause
(911 dispatch) 911, forty reporting
(woman) hello 911, help me, help me
(911 dispatch) what is your emergency
(woman) there's someone in my house,
911, forty reporting
Hello 911, help me, help me
What is your emergency
There's someone in my house, there's someone in my house
Can you please
We take this Black Soprano shit serious
Real shit
Shoutout my nigga City Boy
My nigga Rick Hyde, Heem
Produced by Shay, you a fool, nigga
Ah, 2020
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