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Gangstaz, gangstaz, whassup my
Yeah, I'm fin' to fall off into this party with my lil' mane
in her neighborhood
Nah, you ain't gotta roll with me all good
I her dog
Aw nigga up nigga, I hear you, don't trip

Well, the party didn't till I walked in
And I probably won't leave until I finish this
But in between or in the meantime
I slid my in the back do' an' she crept in with the nine
We came here together so we can fun

Me and you baby one on one
yo' hood so I figure it's good
But if them niggaz trippin'
I ain't trippin' shit, I ain't
We handles ours from the all-stars to the

With buckshots comin' from the in the cars
Aww yeah, how y'all play this
Naw, hold on, let me see how should I say
The bitch that I was wit' to set me up
Whatever fuckin' reason would wanna wet me up

And get me up out the bitch da heat
And a party wit' a gang of off brands and a
(Where you from?)
I dust 'em if I rush 'em
And these niggaz don't like they wanna tussle
(Fuck 'em)

I'ma to the who ride all by my lonely
Nigga bring damn homie
I I woulda, but I didn't
I'm fuckin' wit' dis rat
(Bullshit ya bullshittin')
That's what's wit' niggaz
Steady thinkin' wit' ya dick and faith in a bitch

is chillin', makin' a killin'
What can I say? "Top Billin'"

That's I get, I got it good
bitches in ya hood bitch
Would you stop schemin' and lookin'
I got a big bodyguard
So up if you wanna get hurt
mad cause I touched under his bitch skirt

I get the money, the I got
Hoes call me Doggy when they feel hot
That's how it is, ask yo'
I ya hoe while you was in prison
Jail, for assault
You was jealous all your fault

Dogg is chillin', a killin'
more can I say? "Top Billin'"

Shootin' dice came up now I'm doin' bad
the Coupe and the keys to the Caddy
So bad that I'm with my momma now
And my bitch done dipped I done run outta chips
I lost my balla doe and my hoe
Man to some ass nigga, man, I'm fallin' slow

Can't ain't even call a hoe, I'm feelin' loc
Next to do is rob a ball of folks
(Give it up, nigga)
Shit's real, we peel for the
it 'cause once we get it, y'all come kick it
And bring same skanless bitches
(Why?)

I got homegirls layin' low in the kitchen
On a mission to keep on all fools
Dogg cold out shot us them hoes broke the rule
They get got, feel the pain, sweeter and sweeter
Even bitches feel the motherfucker