Lyrics:
the you-know-what everywhere that I roll
And I never leave empty-handed without packin' my chrome
If it's on, it's on, I put out my gangsta hand
Show and prove
the G-o-d
Down with the Syndicate posse
It's you we rule without a tool
Mathematics in effect, it's time to school
I'm the principal and knowledge is
take it
I got some killers walk you down they'll face you
I got this mask on late night take a nigga like I don't even give a fuck I'm Jason I got this
a long L, and just blowin the smoke about
See, we serious wit it, they ain't nothin to joke about
And while I scope it out, I love the way you bounce
watch thirty karats - Suga Don the grand-daddy
Rappers, while you're hatin' your car, we now have it
(?) we move packages, (?) jack it
Man stood
platted
Every kind of diamond that they got, them niggas have it
[B.G.]
For sure, nigga (For sure, nigga)
B.G. and the fam'
If you gotta be a B.T.
lead us not into temptation, I
Want you to kiss me, i love you)
You're a good kid
All you lil' cowboy will do a good job for me
Make sure you do it
G
This is the last you must ever
C G
With me always love together
cm G
Kick your mind
it was him by the Gucci brim
We gotta do it B I G
I'm trying to hit the lottery in V I P
Green leafs in my shot glass
All night soul team had cirrock
could use some company
My armrest is filled with dutchies
Keep that bud with me Al Bundy
Midnight Dan Ryan all my ice on
You would swear it still was
she looked upset
She said, um
It's all because of you, I'm feelin' sad and blue
You went away, now my life is filled with rainy days
I love you
she looked upset
She said, um
It's all because of you, I'm feelin' sad and blue
You went away, now my life is filled with rainy days
I love you
slipping I'ma give you the business
Fuck these snitches and these hating bitches
And these ho ass n.i.g.g.a.s. Aye we making ditches
I ain't playing with it
[Snoop Dogg]
Yo.. and this is No Limit records
I am Snoop D-O motherfuckin double G
Partyin with my ??? Silkk The Shocker
You a made man now
he swervin' by
That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die
[Lil Wayne]
Look,
Which one of these niggas playin' with me?
I'ma strap up
all summer
Cause this fan in this window don't do too much of nothin
I ain't eat it if you couldn't buy it with a food stamp
I ain't been eating man I
Give me my jack! I want my jack back
What are you talking about? I don't know about a jack
Someone's took my jack and I want it back. It was outside
kinda hard to see
But the dating game ain't what it used to be
Back in the day, if a ho wanted ya dough
She give you a piece of ass and there we go
Go
by the water
Can't fuck with no bitch that disrespect my baby mama
42, I pour it on that bitch head
Got forty more years, on my dick, you big mad
It's a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's true
smooth
'Cause I'm so smooth
I'm gonna give it to you, give it to you, give it to you
The B-I-G, D-A-double-D-Y-K-A-N-E
I'm good and plenty, servin'
bout to roll up so what's the hold up?
And there ain't enough liquor in this club
For me to intoxicate a female
You gotta give it up
Tell her tricks
the dopeboy trappers selling halves and hoes
(Since nobody wanna make G shit)
They want G shit, give it to 'em
They want G shit, give it to 'em
If you don't
is my point, not who I connect with
I’m willing to admit that I-
I’d people pleased for-
A part of my life
(I’d did it, I’ll admit it to you)
But,
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