Lyrics:
From the rural route
Two lane highway full of cops
On the rural route
Rural route
Police dogs howl from wire cages
On the rural route
Last seen
Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
snobby little pig snot nose
You think you're hot shit cause you're in heat
Well, bitch, if you're solar, then I'm your polar opposite, dog
Cause I'm
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice cube]
It's the dog breathin' through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster s***
Don
anything for more stacks
With all that said they walkin' without that
With that there said you fool without rach
Who the livest nigga? We pick him outta
ain't even gotta feel it
That's chin chinchilla flyer
Than a caterpillar
I sick my dogs at you, yeah
Then call the dog catcher, bitch
Spark the fire, no
the thesaurus, cause I'm walkin wit
The big dogs without hesitation, Unlady Like as ever
Full of, verbal annhilation
Escaping, po-po's chasin, want ta catch me but
on the low
But whats it mean to a liar
I don't mean to keep her on her toes
But - girl, you walkin' by the fire
To the knees in the swamp with the toads
It
take my soul
Dog from the hound walkin straight to the grove and he made a couple brothers that became my own
One big man with a tie in a suit comin up
how I feel inside , they don't need to know that
38, that Glock right by my side
Brrr, niggas better blowback
Memory trapped up inside my mind yeah
(yeah)
It's the ninth grade
Really just me and my dog
Ride with him, die 'bout him, in trouble
It's me he gon' call
Posted up in hallways on the hoes
With
RUMBLLLLLLEEE!!!
[Letha Face]
The diabolic witty, dialect's darker than Gotham City
Wit the possibility to stop your walkin ability
God forgive me, spark
horsemen
See me dog walkin'
Strickly getty-o slang talkin'
All up in thease guts, soften
Thease rap niggas, official
We slap niggas
Wit' mak' charges
Dope
sittin’ in that passenger.
I be drivin 99 up on the highway after work.
Blazin’ by the cops we got our middle fingers flappin’ birds,
Waitin’ for
Hair tease, beg me get on your knees
Beggin' like a dog
Saying pretty pretty ple-ple-please!
Hair tease, beg me i'll give you whiplash
Give you all
afraid to shoot
His death a mystery, gang
I'm with my dog like Scooby Doo
Smoke come out his top, he in a box like a disposable
How you mad I shoot after
Ain't no throwin' snow balls
Catch me at the liquor store
Buyin 40s like ole dog
Yo dog! Move to Calabasas? Fo sho dog!
Only black nigga in town
Like
Thirty-four off every brick
I’m gеttin' off like Paul Pierce
Shoot niggas like Melo you know I’m all in
I’m the type to go to jail
For something that my dog did
aww yeah
There’s levels to this shit aww yeah
I swear, I’m a dog, I’mma mutt
Big foreign truck I’m ridin’ round the ride is lifted up
You ain’t never
As soon as I wake up, I get to thinkin' how my day gon' go
Yeah, but then I remember that I'm a natural born winner
They done let the dog out
in the sky
You probably gotta fly just to buy (Who!)
Kinda guy walkin' by with a Desert 45
Probably be a legend before I die (Die!) You wanna see me
Jag kommer från en liten by, en järnaffär och några hus
Utanför periferin, 364:an norrut
Du kom ifrån nåt annat håll, vet inte vart du var på väg
Men
fifty deep
But they be fuckin' cowards when they by they selves
You know who I'm talkin' about
(You know who I'm talkin' about)
That's right, you
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