Lyrics:
charges against my client
Snoop Dogg, Tha Doggfather
For 227 counts of flexing his G's, popping his P's
Dotting his I's and crossing his T's
Crockett
You know it's the smooth rap flow that clocks the P doe
Can't stop now (why) 'cause I'm diesel
EPMD back in effect on your rap set
der Jagd nach Liebe
Check meine Odyssee
Kopf ist Pilot, was für Flugzeuge im Bauch? Fick Oli P
Auf der Jagd nach Kohle, auf der Flucht vor Thorsten
lands eighty V
I skate off in the woods southside shady P (shady p)
[Chorus]
Yo, yo pull up in the seven seven cutlass and I'm throwed
Got
Tanqueray up in my system
Got me on some devil shit
My eyes are bloodshot red
I'm hearing voices in my fucking head
Tanqueray up in my system
Got me
Slow down baby uhh
Slow down baby uhh
You can get rugged, though, hard like P
Trying to play my man but you couldn't touch me
You fagot
the back of the P's
Black fatigues and ? On the sofa
50 inch flat screen Louie Vitton holdsters
My motions don't appeal to repel at divisions
I did it
Written off and spit on by this really sick ass system
You can roll what I roll in the swirl from the smoke
Somebody take a vote, the devil is dope
d'la censure si le son griche, leur seule heure juste provient d'Greenwich
Y'achètent le temps à coup d'pourliche, leur salade à un p'tit goût louche
eight
Moving two point liters down
All systems go red lights are off
Greens are showing
Coming through
Levels shifting get swift
[Chorus:]
Damn my P.O. I ain't gon' stop grindin'
Violate me if ya want gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets I'm somewhere
we nuh gon coke it, yo
(Coke it, yo)
Set we mind at ease, we gotta take it slow
So when yuh see di S.P. floatin', don't provoke him
'Cah di weed
Yeah
Quarentena gang
Meu benji
Yeah
Gang, gang, gang
System
Eu vou 'tar sempre, por sistema
Acima do tempo, ele sustenta-me
Essa é a minha
Hoodie auf, ich mach riesige Welle
Betrachte Rap mit gemischten Gefühlen wie bisexuelle
Ich drop wieder Releases und fick euer System
Ihr Fotzen seid
said I needed P's they
Tried to send me cunch
It's fucking real that
Them niggas think they're putting on
For you by buying chains
Try and send that gold
a Citroen (boom)
I was tapped then, rolling with my kitchen
That's why they want me just lock up in the system
Bad habits in my life, in my veins (in my
to the river, bound by a rhythm
Smile when I'm with ya, frown when I'm isn't
Drown in elixir, dodging the prisons
Ride for my niggas, doing numbers in a system
say I’m crazy
When I got the Henny in my system
Off the Dusse
White kicking like Lou Kane
No I’m not 2 Chainz
Still rocking these 2 chains
Shawty gonna
of what I do with my p’s
Jealous of me and you an MC
You not so different from me
But I’m not similar to you
Rhythm and Gash when I try call truce
I’m 19
Get what you give
And it is what it is
My bitch gold
Lookin like my wrist
My bass bump
System like a cyst
You ain't never heard
No shit like this
vids like a Tik Tok
Yeah I like to G it down
No other mc can’t teeth this sound
You can tell the DJ to wheel this round
Might dun the dance I get P’s
Fuck all of this shit
Fuck the pressure
Fuck oppression
Fuck the system
It's all a trick
Not a savior
Ain't messiah
Ain't prodigious
Pedagogy
P-p-p-p... please bear witness to this attempt
To rid this unkempt existence of judgment
Between business and artistic realness
Cease this confusion
off in the woods southside shady P (shady p)
[chorus]
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i
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