Lyrics:
I could pick and choose
Young chocolate nigga bitches love the flavor too
Everywhere I go the locals know me by my name
If you ain't on the wave
to a dime, then to a dub n**** that's fast cash n****
Tell these hoes what we be on n**** you a peon n**** ole bitch ass n****
N**** how is you gangsta? you
in the end
No dubs' so we take Rs and pretend
Live in the flesh
Still get high wit' the guys and a Z
All get by cah' we nice to the Feds
And my 9-5
hands up
L - in your Lex or your Lands, turn the jams up
L - not stutterin' the name, who's the man, what? (Montell)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, c'mon
M - my
doubt that the pussy is fuckin' wit me
Pop a coochie to the back, pop a coochie to the front
But damn, open yo' thighs, pick up my nigga blunt
What ya
at the rest of 'em
What can I say? Cal-i-forn-I-A
Where niggas die every day over some shit they say
Disconnected from the streets forever
As long as I got
at the rest of 'em
What can I say? Cal-i-forn-I-A
Where niggas die every day over some shit they say
Disconnected from the streets forever
As long as I got
grandmama told me
I don’t care if I call you by name
If you was my nigga you would never try to hold me
How you talk about me nigga you don’t even know
You
[Nelly]
Uh, Yeah
Ohh-Ohh
What we have herre?
Uh, Yeah
Ooohh
Uh, Yeah
Ooohh
[Hook 1: Nelly]
This goes out to my Midwest crew
Now hold ya
rollin' on dubs and
Off up in the club, wylin' like what
Got Cris' on pop, Henry wit no chaser, mami don't stop
Throwin' up six o'clock, plus I got four
the clubs
With my man Jeff singing reggae dub with Perm, TM, Ian, and KG, Kirk E.
Fresh, me I'm Mingus and our boy J-E.
Merch guys and roadies around
and Bun like DMC and DJ Run
Everyday I come down them niggaz callin' my game
Then ge on B-E-T and they don't mention my name
Some Grip It On That Other
The she was getting mutted by the whole damn crew
What would she do?
What would she do?
(What's your name?)
Lil' Nuke
(What you do?)
Show my dick
(How you
the west coast throw up your dubs
Though the roads is rough
Show the west coast some love
Yeah you know what's up
It's the west coast throw up your dubs
thought I never had no mouth,the type a nigga pull up by my self n see what that’s about color cortinate the coup, I took they key n left the roof,type
up
L - not stutterin' the name, who's the man
What? Uh huh, uh huh, yeah, c'mon
M - my masterpiece, monumental
O - outstanding on instrumentals
N -
se llamas little mama? mi llamo pain, what is your name?
I'm feeling your vibe
And I'm hoping you feel the same
I'm a wink my eye and let you know I
She wet my white tee, now it's like a wet wipe (wet it)
Respect my tribe, I'm a dawg like Phife (get it?)
You love me like a check but my name not
the door why'all
Shorty Pimp, E-Dub once again
So buy you some of this ghetto slum
Underground music from A-T-L
X rearranged it, Shorty be played it
Me
the name,
In the name,
And it was in my belly bitter,
But in my mouth-ah, it was-ah sweeter.
[Chorus]
You understand?
You know what I'm saying?
don't know we be pimping in the clubs
With my man Jeff singing reggae dub with Perm, TM, Ian, and KG, Kirk E.
Fresh, me I'm Mingus and our boy J-E.
Merch
LA (.. TI DO)
[Erick Sermon]
Uhh, E Dub on the microphone
Droppin bombs - spots get blown
So why would you assume my style wouldn't bloom
When I
Freedom of Speech and said
My name every two minutes
Man wanna go to the mountain
Go to shows on a tour bus
Next time make an album
Not a CD fulla war dubs
us (YO!)
[Ja Rule]
Hey baby; see'mon and hop in my fo'-three-oh, S-E
And let's see, how quick you fall victim to this G
I'm a gangsta BITCH,
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