Lyrics:
never chase a bitch (bitch)
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
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All you'll see is smoke clouds
I'm rollin' weed, tryna find myself
Every minute, every hour 'til my time runs out
I'm on a highway and I can't slow
[ Prode'je ]
South Central's back in this muthafucka for the big Nine-Three
Dedicatin this to all you little young niggas
[ VERSE 1: Prode'je ]
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MENTALITY WAS BIG THEMES
BIG DREAMS WU TANG N**** TALKIN BIG CREAM
ILLMATIC FLOWS CONJURED UP THE BIG SCENES
BIG PIMPIN BOATS ALL ON THE BIG SCREEN
I’M 8
Once upon a time in the projects, yo
I damn near had to wreck a ho
I knocked on the door - "who is it?"
It's ice cube, come to pay a little visit
fly by when I'm lookin' at the screen
Blue light filter, but my eyes seein' that green
Gettin' a little envious of all these young teens
Makin' songs
like a speng
I've got big tunes, got big bars
Got better bars than your favourite stars
I heard man saying "Go on then" in cars
You little eediat I got
Shorty at the dancehall wanna suck my big dick, with a mouth that small, unrealistic (Hmm)
Forty-two shots to the dome, times ten by the time I get home
the smoke
And these rappers big me up 'cause they don't need me at their throats
Little pussies, see you brothers plotting on the low
Having little
right now
Man, fuck them motherfuckers!
Yo, Dre! Give me a funky-ass bassline!
Right here!
Here's a little somethin' about a nigga like me
Never
cheap [A] lies
Little black [E] clouds suck us up into the sky
[D] Wound up where the Christmas lights stay [A] up all year
And it takes the barman
when you smoking too loud
When you on them hills, and you making big clouds
I been on the move, I've been vibing all around
Need to take a breath,
cloth
My god more enlightened to lives lost penned as bygones by the victors of a quiet war
Little white lies ripple and define laws
No real fears
Living
think she listening
She mourns reminiscin
When Gaya used to be glistenin
And shinin
Big bang fresh
Now she's crippled and dyin
Here smoke this
It's
fast Earth spinning so slow
Gravity pushing me high We're all tight
At night we play it right Big bang Boom blaow
Listen to the sound Join it while you
St. George the rapper don! I'm a fly guy
She my little angel
Watch me ride by flying like an angel
Shorty bad hot as ever from every angle
We done
a little bluer than that
When you look out in the morning you might see
Clouds rollin' by like memories
And a big old sky above you lookin' back
You
Little Rock, Saint Louis gang-bang-dang-dang
[D] And all my overseas (?) won'tcha ROLL WIT US
[K] New Jersey (ROLL WIT US) and Philly (ROLL WIT US)
to clubs I never chase a bitch beitch
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress some of why'all call it chocolate
Return
to clubs I never chase a bitch beitch
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress some of why'all call it chocolate
Return
Sotarex on the beat with his head in the clouds
(What?）
Look down
Both feet on the ground (Oh, my God!)
Yo! Sing it loud, huh
安靜一下
安靜一下
我根本不知道
你在想什麼
I'm from LA where it stay lit
You can get your chain taken real quick
Hoes set you up for a little bit
Ain't no love in these streets when you in
Say less, blew him
In the west, I'm rim
Want some, they come
Who's first lads? One by one
Tell me how many times you dogs got, got
We took
The Arrival
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in,
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side.
When they catch sight
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