Lyrics:
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
only G
(Snoop)
It's Snoop, homies from the motherfuckin get-go
Devoted and quotin, back in '84
I was thirteen, G was a year older
But I still wadn't
Cause Loon'll call them dudes, come use them gats
Remember the time when I didn't use to rap
You know me, O.G., O.T. movin past
As far as the street, I
liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
G.A.B.O.S
The name of the game is G.A.B.O.S
Game ain't based on sympathy
If you got sympathy in this spot, you ain't gon' never make it
Hundred
my niggas a kin to me
Regardless how it go down I still get ten a ki
Beware of my enemies, y'all remember me
Nike's with the low goose on and I've
my house
Champagne by the fountain
So much money, I can't count it
Remember days that they doubted
Real niggas, they around me
When you walk in my
[Verse 3 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Criticized by the main stream
For not bein the house jig and keepin things squeaky clean
But I can't, so I ain't
But I won't play
The place is a mess
And the saddest part that pains me to vent
I can't tell between what the government and tornado wrecked
My heart aches, As i write this
Bury me a G
Tell me how can I survive? Remember me?
Life as a G
These money making activities is killin' me
I'm tryna ball
But the alcohol making me
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
still in the field
But this new bitch never came with no studs
I don't roll with man I can't say I can trust (nope)
I can't know if it's hate or it's
up
Gotta circle 'round the block, young boy got shot
They done got the strip hot
Get the fuck out my spot (fuck out my spot)
Remember we was
a vast squad of men
From Asgard to have as their ass - guardians
Hey! my name is
Well never mind that cos I'm not famous
But I'll still get you into this
and Neicy Nash fantasies
Knew the pleasures of the flesh 'fore I finished learnin' me
First it's fuck 'em, nothin' else, if you spot me on the street
Still
Luchion
Yo I don't toss it when I pop I just run up in the spot
Pour acid on my glock and start burying the pot
In the back yard, used to have
said shit would be simple, get rich and stay out the trenches, Lincoln Continental
Remember back to get by applyin' fundamental
In these streets you
the sheets,
Got the jump offs, and air bnb
In da the house I’m still dropping a g
I’m just tryna sip fuck and repeat
Got one life dont got time for no zs
through the spot real heavy on the waist
So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place
Yo, I was schooled by the hood, raised by the wolves
Trained by
you looking dope because you got a knot"
Ain't no cruising up out the hop
I'm hangin' by the spot cause I had to put the Lexus off up in the shop
and even though we G's
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast
I got a spot for
and even though we G's
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast
I got a spot for
Bury me a G
Tell me how can I survive? Remember me?
Life as a G
These money making activities is killin' me
I'm tryna ball
But the alcohol making me
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