Lyrics:
DoggHouse, turnin' it out
And if you ain't dope you got to get
The fuck out, that's on the O G D P
(Say what)
And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me
Hello hello, may I speak to the E?
This is me, is this the doctor M.D.?
Yo P it's kinda early, who's there Laverner and Shirley?
Is it Kate
none fuck with the D-P-Gs
We live (baby)
It was the night, I serve two thousand MCs (baby)
Live (baby)
None can fuck with the DPGs
A-B-C-D-P-G
to strain your eyes
Got to the corner, hit a left, seen the HPD
That's when I knew that they were after S-p-i-see-e
Turned up my music and dashed, goin'
Man huh, just shock rock man
Uh it's going down, for the 2000
E.S.G., and my partna Big Moe
Say, we want the whole Dirty 3rd to do this with us
Baby
Man huh, just shock rock man
Uh it's going down, for the 2000
E.S.G., and my partna Big Moe
Say, we want the whole Dirty 3rd to do this with us
Baby
the ancients
Ting rolling with she nameless
Niggas talking but that ain't it
With my niggas pullin dubs pair of dimes shit
And all my G's shift silent paradigm
Du bon lait, du boursin
Viens branler mon oursin
J'veux lécher des bouts d'seins
T'étouffer sous l'coussin
25G, mon cousin, avec le chaud Jojo
Pistolet
watchin' Kanye interview, feel like I wanna cry
For every innocent brother charged with a homicide
Went from battle raps to now we wearin' M.A.G.A. hats
I'ma be-L-double-O-D
Been on songs with S-N-double-O-P
Inside a Ferrari with the D-are-E
Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G
Walk through 8
a rhyme that rock you off an ass
Powerful, power flows that'll leave your soul paralyzed
Yo, I respect that you be g-in' (...in')
It's the return
a pensar além
Se resultar, amém, separo um pouco para entregar à mãe
Arranjo um time p'a agradecer a Deus por me dar mais um day
Se amanha 'tou cá, não
bitch, I raw dog fuck her
Sean Price and Demond Price
I'm P's long lost brother
That G work, I'mma put it in fast
But if I want a nigga spilt
I just put up
strada, la meglio droga cantata (G-U-E)
(G-U-E)
(G-U-E)
Ogni metafora ti fora tipo P38
Per il rap come papavero per l'oppio
Yo rockbeats, classic
hot
I'm a real g that can really find your g spot.
Yeah, yeah, yo, yooo.
I'm a real g homey that can really find your g spot.
Oh.
Oh my God buy my e.p
a P
Like, P-89 you niggas' P-92 shit
You know how dudes "This Proof ain't for that bullshit"
And these hoes wanna roll wit a G
But once I hit 'em
to get hit with a flurry, from you
And that's on my mama
I'mma lay it down, until they fill it
Intimidate Earl and P
I'mma take this shit back like
cheatin'
You said, "I know you, Mr. O.P.P. Man
Yo P.P. man, won't only see me man"
You should've known when I ain't hit it and step
That I was wit' it
Listen to me
Who gon listen to me
Who gon listen to me N I G er
Who gon listen to me
Who gon listen to me
Who gon listen to me N I G
Hey and P say that I
[Chorus]x2
See im a real G from head to toe
The whole West Coast to let you know
Got a floor that seeks Namonia
Never will i live California
of hell's kitchen praying he don't stick from the stove
God got me, illum-i-not-me written in bold
Slept on, now I'm everywhere like g-g-g-go crazy
Buy 150
the youth, I used to shoot her right back to the path
My day, goin hard, mack the back of the Cab
Did it all, little robbery, back cart of the G-train
Hood
and you a g
So all other g's repeat after me
[master p]
If ya don't know, now ya know
If you don't know now ya know
Ain't no party like a no limit party
lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga
You must wanna throw the towel in holmes, it's your man B.D.
From N.Y.C., the N.Y.G.
M.O.P., and X
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