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G....em...c...d..d7..g G..........c.......................g.......b..... - whatever happened to the teenage dream? (yeah)
think I love you are horrible Y-C-B-M-G Y-C-B-M-G Y-C-B-M-G Fishing for your lipstick You found your cigarettes You’re hacking up the wrapping
need a shoulder, i'll be around,
Dm G
through the time you're mine, and I won't be cryin',
C G
over you, over you.
+ C - F - G - C - F - G -
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be I hears ya snorin', you niggas is sleepin', nighty nighty Lord almighty, I'm bringin' it live G, see I be
Verse 2: Books Aiyo well here's the story, niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty Lord almighty, I'm bringin it live G, see I be flippin and rippin
Triple white Jag Closet full of brand new clothes and hand bags Alexander McQueen, Prada, Gucci, Chanel D & G, B-C-B-G, Versace, Louie and Bebe Ya
face Cause it's the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C Mad doggin' niggas cause I don't care Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair Niggas stare as I enter
to gizzo, I know Them niggas from the other side recognize my face Cause it's the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C Mad dogging niggas cause I don't care Red
(Yeah!) But, money, lust, and jealousy most lead to treachery From A.C. to O.G. to P.G. to P.C.B. As you call for your locs, set adrift in the smoke It's
the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C Mad doggin' niggaz cuz I don't care Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair Niggaz stare as I enter the center They send me
the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C Mad doggin' niggaz cuz I don't care Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair Niggaz stare as I enter the center They send me
the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C Mad doggin' niggaz cuz I don't care Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair Niggaz stare as I enter the center They send me
with the Ripper and the Ripper rolls with me And my Brethren D to the O-G See we be hittin' up Boom spots a lot In the cipher gettin' high with
. to P.C.B. As you call for your locs, set adrift in the smoke It's like murder, heat, smoke, the devil is dope [Chorus:] [Verse 3:] Sunshine
up bitches, and all you hoes? I got my hands on my nutsack so here it goes you see, G I be the T dash N to the T and I'm down wit the are dash M
heat Ducking from them, I'm just a thug nigga, step on your street And draw my heat then I plug niggas I be a G From the G.B.C., I mug niggas; don't
. B.C., teach me what? How to hate my own, help the plan Forget the memories of the original man Shapes, children build Sphinx, pyramids and saint
be But you niggas gon' get in 'til you get to Miami G-L-C goin' be stoned as Angie I be Don see, Johnny Patron, and me It's a celebration
muthafuck X-Raided But in your heart, you never really felt you could fade it Debate it, what I represent nigga, this G.B.C. Northern Cali freeway from
And Greedy Gregg is in the motherfuckin' house, break it down! Aww yeah.. DJ Quik is in here for the big 9-0! Along with the O.G.P.B.C. in the motherfuckin'