Lyrics:
'll have you gone)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean (see what I mean)
First it's her neck, yeah then her back
Yeah I'm a freak, I
the Coastline
Ay ya ya
Mo Fire
Ay ya ya
Fat Cheeba
Blow mad tree
With my folk
Yeah
Fat kief
In that
Back seat
I blow mad tree
With my folk
Yeah
Fat
bitches
Right Back 4 Da Summer i Told y'all bitches
I'd be straight by the summer
III ain't got nothing else to tell you
Promise I'll be straight while
Whoa
And you say New York City (uh huh)
Back by popular demand (ah ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)
You been waitin' in the bay for us so long baby
We had
takin' yo last breath
I got to get my dash on my back window is startin' to rumble
I look back I see nigga's bustin' I'm out numbered
Try'na take my
Doggz gonna get ya
Ay yo yo check this out snoop
All these niggas always talking about
"they looove this" and niggas got love for you
Or nigga I
mine, I hope you (got yo'self a gun)
You from the hood I hope you (got yo'self a gun)
You want beef? I hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
And when I see you I
em back (ya understand)
One by one they all gonna drop (ya understand)
Right here is where the foolishness stop (ya understand)
I'm tryin'
baby, oakland town
Can't understand why I'm so down I'm not a white wall, I'm a vogue like seen
On white wheel I roll got a fresh new beat, made ya get
back, haa
Got a flow like this, killin' it never miss, fuck a diss
I be goin' strong, y'all should know ya' can't fuck with this
Droppin' it, wick-wicked
nigga.
Got green, New Orleans, St. Patrick nigga.
One bitch in the whip, one on the phone.
The one on the phone, is in front of ya home.
She 'bout to run
iron I'ma roll wit em
Mama don't pray for me I don't back down from no nigga
They got a place for me
See I want millions, hundreds and big thousands
ain't got you co-na-vict nigga, I'm takin' my hood back
Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six months ya back?
Off with his head, we takin' the hood
live with regret
You've gotta keep on digging, take it step by step
You've gotta keep ya head up, ya gotta stand firm
You've got to embrace your mistakes
a the pass and no one else could ever fill your shoes
You sending me up bringing me down got my head just spinning around
Come on in get on out baby why
to soldierette
>from every killer to cadet
Playa hatas get wet
Tru niggas march playas step
(chorus)
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
with seeds
Back to back blowing I couldn't even breathe
Now that shit come vacuum sealed by the Ps
I can't believe I got caught with them trees
I took
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're
to the youth, tear the roof off the whole school
Oh no, I won't turn the other cheek
Case ya can't see us while we burn the other week, huh
Now we got him in
niggas, now, playa what it be like?
When will niggas see they got us bleedin' with three strikes
Can't seem to focus hopeless, with violent thoughts I
know I need ya back in my life
Girl, ya know ya got that 'noila got that thing that I like
Girl, you got that thing for real
When I was on a mission
watch ya ho
Nigga, know I got it we could hammer ass
Get Dru Major we gon' camera it
Bitch come get with it we could put you on
Your boyfriend mad, we'll
to the now
We done come a long way (I see the world in black and white)
I just wanna get higher (higher)
Set the city on fire (fire)
By the hair on my back
'm good
What they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good
What you see? I'm looking good
Crusin' on them 22's, got me sittin' pretty
You should
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