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How, nigga? My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
They wanna know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it
Wonder Boy, Shady
It's goin' down, baby
Ayo Em, I got your back my nigga
Damn right I said, "My nigga"
That's my nigga
Tricky
(That ride, nigga)
I
Wonder Boy, Shady
It's goin' down, baby
Ayo Em, I got your back my nigga
Damn right I said, "My nigga"
That's my nigga
Tricky
(That ride, nigga)
I
got that gangsta love
Feels so right and it can't be wrong
Gotta keep it trill when you dealing wit a dope dealer
Gotta hold it down when the real
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by
killed, straight on sight
No Limit ain't no gimmick
It's tragic you know, so don't be meddlin with my boy and my hoe
Lay low, hit the floor, I'm
-who? (Boy) you (uh, boy)
I wanna feel your touch -why wouldn't you?
So come and get my love (show me where it's at, now sing) (Uh, boy)
I -what? (Boy
boy, ridin' with the souldiers boys
I'm just looking for that gangsta chick
Bumpin' everywhere on some gangsta shit
Looking for a room where the gangstas
it)
And don't worry 'bout a damn thang (and don't worry 'bout a damn thang)
(It feels good, yeah) it feels good to you (good to you)
Let me see how
yeah (Repeat 2x)
Bring it oooooooooooooon!
[5th Ward Boys]
Bring it on motherfucker, here I come with this damn thang
Boom boom boom, and I'm
Woooh
Now this one right here feel good
Uh, let it play for a minute
Oh, I ain't got that much time?
Check this out
To all my niggas out there,
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
already knew that you were surrounded by gangstas, don't be surprised, bitch (gone)
Rental cars enterprise flips, got a side bitch she a size six
Spliff
a gangsta
These boys got you fooled, no they ain't gangstas
Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan
For nearly three summers, I was known by
of windows
If a ho wants out I let her sinky ass go
'cause I'ma let a ho be a ho
*Spoken*
WILLIE D: Now do y'all follow me so muthafuckin' far?
GETO BOYS
a song AND it would
Be on the radio and
Everything my main thought
Is, Damn if I can do this
I'm about to go to the studio
Every night i told Tez
To have
real good
Been wearin' the same clothes 'bout eight days
When they cut the 8 ball when they flipped it eight ways
I don't feel clean, but a nigga so
Batman, Spiderman
Fight to polish who and now your rival's in
I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
I wanna be the one that feel you
a gangsta
These boys got you fooled, no they ain't gangstas
Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan
For nearly three summers, I was known by
money
Even my mama know
I was a screw up but grew up fast
Motivated by the cash, blame it on my dad
To be it so, my pampers was a stash
My pops had
simple to me make you speechless, my experience reflects on my lyrics
Surrounded by rats and snitches, preaching to be sleaziest creatures
Ain't a gangsta
all know
A bitch is a bitch as a hoes a hoe
Watch as I strut these, cousin, I'ma bank æem bank æem
Dammit, it feels good, gangsta
[Bad Azz]
Its
and do it all illegal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a regal
Uhh it feel good to ya baby bubba
You see this is for the g's and the ki's
a gangsta, I don't need rap for nothin'
And only play games in the A or Compton
Hop by the box, Chevy murder, any man standin'
It's Boyz N Da Hood, E tell 'em
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