Lyrics:
demo out, tell that you a pro
Swore up and down you never did this before
Whatever, just go slow
Hated by all types, baby fathers and dykes
Uptight,
Peeping that demo I can tell that you a pro
Swore up and down that you never did this before
Whatever just go slow
Hated by all types baby fathers
that'll make ya say (damn)
Every time I make a jam, make ya want to say (damn)
E-swift test the rocket launcher, let's blow up the spot
Show 'em what
the devil spit
Then you're on crutches
Five, three, oh, four
That be what they go for
Hit 'em with the crossbow
Get fucked by Fujin combo
Never felt so
the v came with a five year opped out lease (yea)
That's cause I paid what I paid if you
Paid like I'm paid den yo cribs came wit the maids
And if it
what's her name? It's Luke
You tried to see me on the TV, you's a BG
D-O-Double-G, yes, I'm a OG
You can't see my homie Dr. Dre
So what the fuck
what's her name? It's Luke
You tried to see me on the TV, you's a BG
D-O-Double-G, yes, I'm a OG
You can't see my homie Dr. Dre
So what the fuck
And ooh, ooh papi
I got that tsunami
And you got me happy
Like I got the last thing
If you said I'm high but
I don't need you asking
Demo version
If I said
swappin' your demos my licks are
Legit, sit back and relax and enjoy my ride lets take a little trip
to that other side -
If what y'all want is to piss me
It's all snacks to me, get my five a day in a moment
No wonder they all leave by the mornin'
No wonder they all leave by the mornin'
I sent a demo
Yo, Mike D yo, what up Ad-Rock
Remember that time in '85 when
We were in our van
We were driving through Cleveland and
Oh, oh
You had that weird rash
the root I want the whole damn tree
Ain't tryin' to stock around for the Illuminati
Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G...
Since way back I've been
Leezy on his way we gonna be out there in a minute
But what's goin on with you though? Cause I hope you ain't frontin
Cause it's too late at night for
Leezy on his way we gonna be out there in a minute
But what's goin on with you though? Cause I hope you ain't frontin
Cause it's too late at night for
1
Fuck what ya heard baby I'm DJ Quik
whether on T.V. or in these streets I'm still the shit
I went from drinkin' eight ball and makin'
meaning doesn't manifest put it to rest
I am a poet, you try to show it, yet blow it
It takes concentration for fresh communication
Observation, that is
a Compton nigga, west side monster, nigga
You should know by now, I fuck with all kinds of niggas
Call Big U and we gon' see 'bout that vagina in you
You
Uncle Sam da grimey on top of da puppets army
I doubt the revo domino effect loudly
You know all what this bacteria want is Syria
They been taming Lybia
freak
Out, without a doubt
You have no wins in a '91 bout
So shout, pout,do what you want
But you're out the picture
And I'ma get you sucka
Cause youse
you're gone
Content in a reason bent
Please don't take too long
Another trip, another day lost
And in whose cost?
What do you claim?
Well I believe in
a lot of niggas went pop drop
so i thank you for my life and all that i got
i want to praise you and drop off a message to Pac
i was sitten here
of
The record with you not really thinking what
The divide would be this is where my head
Was at when I left Miami then
I started thinking about how I
Didn't want
You come and step to me? Hey fuck you!
[Tony Touch and Doo Wop]
If you (if you) want to know (wanna know)
A little story, about the two..
Well let
off some the time, take you down one at a time
I'm be known for fucking over your whole album
Who want my rhyme?
Keep declining, I'm keep climbing
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