Lyrics:
kasabaholo pasi.
no fergit ding brada fu mi febo. nanga quincy.
sang e tang hoor mi tempo fu zoek a moni.
haa
long time one the grond.
money on my mind homy
arguments was brung up
For a hot second, hit me with tears, somethin not expected
Stared at my eyes like I got her pregnant
Said Nate, I never really ever
I'm with the family
Get it by any means n**** thug it out
Out to Miami
Nothing but foreigns my n***** poppin out
Don't understand me
Scuff my 350s
from Billy
Brought to you by way or two buns
We smugglin' in and out of the place, our two guns
Notice, see the Q you I, Dogg Pound collabo', yup
Yeah, tell me how to live my life I don't care, I think you are wrong
You can give me advice I won't take because I'm not your pawn
I'm just
now
When my homies dead ima find me a home
Oh no oh no
Me and the homies I’m talking days of our lives I’m deep inside of the sea
Do you see the ways
to the cash on "E"
Then the hash and the cat and a bag is on me
Yeah right!
My bear hugs air tight
New Yorkers no no turning on a red light
Me against 40
heat
Niggas ain't happy to the cash on "E"
Then the hash and the cat and a bag is on me
Yeah Right!!
My bear hugz air tight
New Yorkerz no no
a grandfather clock with diamonds
That's just the kinda mind state that I'm in
Caviar, Cartier, carter drop
On my neck, call her dead cute shorty called
im anti social
if you aint talkin money then im anti social
these bitches fuckin with your homies anti social
you only call me when you need me anti
they hate us
Runts in da blunt got me faded
I know my homies gone be down for me
Even the ones I lost looking down on me
Wrist on froze you know it
hate us
Runts in da blunt got me faded
I know my homies gone be down for me
Even the ones I lost looking down on me
Wrist on froze you know it gotta be
And I'm older now and it might seem kinda weird
But man all them damn AIDS commercials got me kinda scared
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 (Snoop Dogg)]
You ever
Me and my homies, we tighter than a glove
We chop a lot of game is how we do it at the Playaz Club
Check the fool or kick it in the tub
'Cause we
Or just post up by the Hollywood sign
We throwin' BBQ so life a grill
All my dawgs invited so y'all come on a chill
You at the beach or at the park
looked up with Quentin at the Tidal show, I know he got me
You bet my 'gera you a jack-ass
They know not to try me
I can tell by what they rockin' that
homies say this girl is cramping my style
(Ooh, she's cramping my style)
I can't figure it out but
I'm so (caught up)
Got me feeling it (caught up)
(Tell me, what you really did for any other motherfucker than yourself)
These big homie rules
I give my lil' homie jewels
Some shit they can use
New face on the block, so I get all the cock
Silky Slim is what they call me, 'cuz I'm so low key
When y'all niggas in my town, nigga, hoes on me, for
flex
Don’t want me on because I’m a threat
When I get on just watch how I flex
How you gon hate on me
My nigga when I’m da one showing u nothing but love
and laughin' so long
That even my momma thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk? You know
worthy
Never put a bitch before your road doggs, ya heard me?
Plus, we do shit other rappers can't feel
Like, hangin' in the same spots we hung out for
I focus my locus thought on my enemies
Sip off the Hennessey it's necessary to finish me
I'm in this social immortal when it comes to the phone book
I focus my locus thought on my enemies
Sip off the Hennessey it's necessary to finish me
I'm in this social immortal when it comes to the phone book
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