Lyrics:
three shots
From the black bat got me at headlock
Holdin' on to sanity, by strands of that dreadlock
She told me get off I said, "Bitch
Let me set
Don't give a damn, somebody gettin' slammed
'Cause up in the street, what we holdin' is court
Energy, energy, I need that energy
Feel like they comin',
three shots
From the black bat got me at headlock
Holdin' on to sanity, by strands of that dreadlock
She told me get off I said, "Bitch
Let me set
and Out the Group like Eddie, Its ZNights likes I wish I could just End this.. Holdin steady and im Maintainain, cll this Pain and No Gain it Cant Be
a couple of sharks, and they stay by my side if its blood then we chasin' down
Mike pack in the air got us all booted lemme see what this strain is about
Bet
[Intro: spoken by Big Rube]
Optimism, about the fate of the people
That have accepted the mission improbable
To become simpartical, purged by
the innocent get pistol-whipped by this pistol grip (punk)
Talkin' shit you drunk (what)
Think I won't fuck you up (punk)
We both deep, I ain't scared and I
back when we was pack noodles
Gettin' packed off, rockin' Bob Barker
Crack spot, holdin' crack in your ass
Want a gram, but he died for it
Your
Where do I begin
To tell you all the things I feel when you're with me?
The day we met I knew I'd fall so easily
You must believe you're givin'
rely by the code
Hopping in the whip screaming yo
Just hit a red light, aw no no
Speeding through yellow, I ain't slow
Only see green, yea I'm on go
on fire.
We don't need nothin' but the weed and a lighter, and a lighter
It ain't a thug those that's livin' that is realer than the villain
Witha
The lights and the fame
And all that they made
What are we doin'
We paper pursuing
Till big brother come and he take
Fucked her for days
It's all that I need
got folded, this shit run so smooth
Pull up with that big ass, we took out lil' bruh, hold down crew
Bout my bitch, I get the spinnin', we took off lil'
rose from that gutta
From holdin that butter
You know its dope by the color
I roll wit the hustlers
To dough we accustomed huh
Fcuk Iz u doin
Fcuk Iz u
another dame 'cause
I'm already outta the dough (of the dough) for sure we big pimpin
We blow but keep sippin, this is every day livin
Wood grain an chrome
aight (we aight) I think I live this long, 'cause I live by the gun We with the Outlawz, sippin Henny all night Been goin through that shit since day one
need extra time (extra), for the whole magazine ('zine)
Think we need extra bine (grrt), lugers fly if I press the nine
Holdin' the action, extra tight
Right by the Qwik Check
Might hit a quick lick
Big neck bitch next to me said Shway where ya goin?
I'm
Coastin'
(Gettin' higher than a muthafucka)
Ridin'
motherfuckas holdin' down the block
Everybody knowin' that Tha Dogg Pound is hot
We so cool now
If everybody turn their radios on at twelve o'clock
We
and I on my mind
And it ain't no hurry darlin', we just gettin' started
Whine your body roll it around
Ain't nobody gon hear a sound
Even if he holdin you
Golden
Floatin off the coast
Gettin high above the ocean
She know it's so big
Plus I got the motion
I hit it in the mornin
Get it in then I'm goin
After we
they got em locked in tha feds
We holdin' on by a thread
But I'm so far ahead of niggas, Every bar a heavy hitter
Shorty on my dick can't get her off me
chicks
Doin favors, holdin blicks, hoes get mad
Now they jumpin dick to dick
Every nigga wanna be the next one, all these gas station pics
Surrounded by
rug to plug me
He shook my hand and hugged me; thought he would do me ugly
but he dug me, pockets chubby said, "Nino where them drugs be?"
Over there by
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