Lyrics:
a dunce
I've been on the grind for a hundred months
And I ain't stopped doing music, not once
Bad 'em up, bad 'em up, bad 'em up once
If you wanna come
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg - talking behind Chorus and by himself]
Beautiful, wonderful, sexy, this is for girls, girls, girls
This is for ..
Me and my homies
years my people been humble
Five hundred years we dealt with the struggle
Five hundred more years for all of my youngins
For five hundred years we been
(ah)
Two hundred racks for a show
Three years ago, I'd do it for free
Not to long, I was kway up North
875 what I took for that 'teenth
Had to chase
free
(2x)
V40 Woman 3
New lives for them, had just begun.
Group
A new bell for women they had rung!
V41 Lead
From more than 100 years ago, this
as Dino (Flintstone)
Shootin' dice with my ninety-five year old grandma at the casino (ball)
Countin' a half a ticket by hand, wit' my Mexican homeboy
again for pain
Cry again for every brick that has ever been laid
Stayed, for hundred years
Stayed for hundred tears
Built a hundred bricks
Built a hundred
this the land of the free
From the bottom of the bottoms
There was nothing under me
Now the judge hang us with 100 years, used to hang us by a tree
calculate the negligible quantity of spherical differential for tight orbit,
are sonar-radar balanced and translate windage occurrence,
offset verniers,
year old me is today
Our actions just now are constructing the future
We are literally choosing the weather
Okay, your right, not 100% really, but you
the rules of engagement
Cah 12 years a hustle it bring you a lifetime of greatness
We by the sea eating mussles we be just trailing out the flavours
What's
the blessing of everyone
This your lesson for everyone, say
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look
to target for free
Now I'm on, look at me
Started, started with them pesos
And palm trees
Now when niggas come through the wood niggas
Gotta know that that's
great! No lie
We've been together for a year, yeah time just passes by
I was afraid to tell you but I'm glad you did that night
Our puppy love lit up
thirty-five hundred for the coat
Only-only-only real niggas keep you float, keep you float
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
a hundred Haitians
I'm a hot nigga by affiliation
Look, fresh up out the county, I done did a lil bid
Let the popos run up on me, I won't tell them
I'd done for that month
And so for a hundred years, every day, I would wake up
I wake up
It's not too early
I keep trying to focus
I wake up.
It's not
been waiting 40 years
For some of that trickle down
Maybe it's time to call a strike
And lock it all down
A penny
A dollar
A hundred to one
Last time I
anniversary
There's lots of people in this world that are worse than me
I wasn't there for my son's first words
But he ain't grow up in the hood like me we
a million pieces
A ticker tape parade high
And now you're free to fly
When that muffled sigh
Says you're barely getting by
Cut your burdens loose
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd
to target for free
Now I'm on, look at me
Started, started with them pesos
And palm trees
Now when niggas come through the wood niggas
Gotta know that that's
The fucking channel for the next thirty years
"This show sucks", "Yeah, but somebody might get shot
During the commercial, now hang on!
That's what's wrong
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said,
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