Lyrics:
Hustle in the shade, respond in a nigga's funny ways
I was raised by winners
Niggas who park benzes up at that Staples Center
Now that gangsta nigga, I'm
tables
Our label's just too stable
Your magazine so motherfucking thin
You using staples to hold it together
It's turning back into a newspaper
tables
Our label's just too stable
Your magazine so motherfucking thin
You using staples to hold it together
It's turning back into a newspaper
on the rhymes
IQ on good doctor
I queue you up
But they don't really rock with it though
I digress
Put me on a speaker
And I promise it be like
Dwayne Johnson in
to do
I could tell there was no other way
I couldn't live without you, wouldn't want to if I had to
And to prove it this is what I can say
If I was rich
(Sycamore)
Hey- Hey, man, check this out, mane
It's Big Snoop coming at you live and direct
And
Imma speak on some real issues right now
Mane 'Cuz
Piecing together life, situational fragments
Commandment to breed niggas attachments
Can't serve two masters It's refreshing
Issa gonna be here shackled in
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
Hustle in the shade, respond in a nigga's funny ways
I was raised by winners
Niggas who park benzes up at that Staples Center
Now that gangsta nigga, I'm
and listening to songs at night
To walk and stroll the capital streets at dawn
and then go home by boat
Summertime with jack johnson’s songs
and her tan,
in the death row to count the days before
To the day they came a knockin' at his door.
But another warden came along, jack johnson was his name;
He
Go through hell, but if you make it out, you won
Floor seats at Staples Center, where Gigi was
In Oakland, it's side shows on the daily
Out in
luck, it was destined
'Cause I was made for this
Holding it together like a paper clip
You know who the waviest
Shoutout to Hanz (Whoo)
I'm getting really
paper stacks, put staples through 'em
So I can keep my money together
Some die-hard fans just don't want it like, "Put Pos back on it"
I'm back
Yo, what's up?
This is G-Love coming at you live out here from California,
Even though I'm Philly born and bred
And I got my man Jack Johnson
Jack Johnson in the studio today - we just got out of the surf
my man, Jack, tell 'em what time it is...
(uh, com 'on)
sweeping
by one
(Yo man, why you do that, Kid Capri?)
Cause it's fun
Stay away, close is prohibited
Gettin dissed, well, how could you live with it?
You're
What up two times
Out of all things seeds
The thing that we live by
A spiritual law unseen that we live by
Sowing and reaping
I thank you God
That every
all of you guys say
Whether I'm not around
Or I left the room
Just wasting away
But if you need me
I'll be
In my room
Listening to
Jack Johnson's
spiritual angels
Yes I'm still preforming live at the staples
Staples center
Yes you just entered
So
I got different emotions
I can give you that slow motion
Bullets blow bad, brother, back to back, I slam
Bread and butter, break beats to Bamm-Bamm
Jump off the gym before I jack my johnson
I jam like Janet,
Clippers and the Lakers
Drinking Jac' next to Jack, courtside at the Staples
Affiliation is vital for survival, we rolling
(?) pull it up with a million
the anesthesia
It'll send her body into a seizure
That lil' thing by the hospital bed, it'll stop beepin'
Hey, chick, I'm at a loss for words
What do you say
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