Lyrics:
another planet
Girl, I can see it by the way that you walk
You can hear the money in the way that I talk
Is you in love with me or you in love with my
bust triggers, who could fuck with us?
Dub, E-40, Christ Bearer, plus RZA
Stick you with the Blade, we gots to get paid
And for the moolah, we
Still a get ripped like a sheet
Your guns can't compete with this kind of heat
You obsolete to the elite retreat now or taste defeat
Get beat down
the mic E rock the
E rock the mic E rock the mic E rock the
E rock the mic E rock the mic (Uh yeah)
Yeah the streets don't make you concrete
Still a get
high just to get by
This is for my homies up at IMSI
And my homies from the West Side
Who don't hesitate to put it down so let's ride
And get high just
too busy watchin' Luke, gettin' interviewed by Robin Leach
So if you're modest and don't hire economics
Just kick it with The Coup, smoke this dub
Keith and are-E-D
I gets down for my troops
And I ahh... get-it get-it get-it like Luke
For those, who don't believe my skills get these
I got mad
If he wanna diss tell 'em it's lit
Just me by myself bet I slide wit a stick
Dub he what dub he a bitch
Got my name in his mouth so I'm back on my
on vacation now his ass Luther
I'm Finna slide down on they block bro I need a scooter
Thick ass bitch 5'2 and her ass ruder
Ima Dub Bro you can't win boy yo
Sermon
EPMD
Check it
[E-Dub]
Redman
Method Man
Lady Luck
Def Jam
[PMD]
Erick and Parrish Millennium Ducats
Hold me down, hold me down
the streets got no love for me
Just take everybody I love from me
So if you ain't my kind you can't get nothing but some drugs from me
Buss down bandit the way
butter wrap butter
Don't step or get played like dirt
Get put down pronto
Retired women ultra 24 like Kobe
Respect Fernando Armando like the OG veterano
stayin' on your feet.
And you better believe gotta have that cheese for the green leaves, never catch me sleep.
Stay on the grind, get mine, stayin' down
that cheese
For the green leaves, never catch me sleep
Stay on the grind, get mine
Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine
Givin' up
feet and hop
The fuck off of my dick
All chumps get squashed by
The Screwed Up Click
Certified gangstas ain't takin no shit
Got everybody tryin'a steal
in my cell
I'm a real bod boy I know she could tell
She get messy that bitch just squirted on my jeans
Set up by a bean
I ain't get no guidance I
I'm blendin' in, dub side invincible
Imperial, for lyrical tactics
I react with signs to get ya ass kicked
Indeed the face of evil, is the face told
It's the shadiest ridah loc, quick to let the barrel claim
Dub-C, one of the last niggas you want to get wit, with these things I'm
'quipped with
Bae, I'm finna bust this nigga down, you better get behind me, niggas dedicate they life to hoes like that nigga Wall-E
Twenty racks in dubs, got this
o dub
That's why she stay right by my side
Like ll she's so bad
She like when my troop's sag
My tattoos, she like that
Anything she want, she got
the floor bend it over touch your toes like a P-Valley ho Girl work that pole drop down real low Let that nigga get up on it make him spend that dough,
bigness, sir jigness, who's in this
I win this hand's down, I get down for this crown
Get fresh Hev, and do the beatbox
(No doubt)
Get fresh Hev,
I'm from the home of Mardi gras and some good ass food
And you can get that murder too if you catch us in the right mood
Pretty women we got plenty,
He ain't never fell in love
We bussing down these bands
Get you two 100s and a dub
My hand on a trigga
It's not my gun
I'm finna flash you like
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