Yeah, uh, huh Yeah this what we do, we gon' fall through the hood Scoop up the lil' and hit the motherfuckin' party, bang out Dig what I'm saying, we gon let them get, they walk on We gon' get our ride on and leave a couple of bitches And rep this Dub S thang to the West side, like that
When the music is and the homies give it somethin' All the hoes is comin' and you know they all Got the Henny in glass, big on somethin' And the niggaz and these bitches wanna fight Then them pulled up and they deuces all wired And you know we banged out when the homies come One times always turning it up because we bangin' at the
We come through on 22 shoe In that SL500 hill light blue In cal-aye, we hit the You ain't got it like that, park in the alley, Get in while we spit the line for ya Get inside where we gettin' On the floor with a big behind Nigga, don't get mad 'cause your ain't mind
So when you see the side up in V.I.P bring your ass up there and try to be Ali I'll beat your ass back just to be on TV We know bad publicity'll sell CD Fuck with that, fuck with and I fuck with the crys fuck with the dough, never fuck with you marks And if you're getting in, motherfucker you 'tarded 'Cause we at the party
When the music is bumpin' and the homies it somethin' All the hoes is comin' and you know they all Got the Henny in glass, big puffin' on And the niggaz outside and these bitches fight Then them niggaz pulled up and deuces all wired And you know we banged out when the homies around One times always it up because we bangin' at the party
Yeah, you know a white tee occasion We in G formation, reppin' a G I pull up wheels, swangin' a rag fo' Hop out with the sag low, strapped the mag fo' It's cash flow, thick money and thick hoes
We got and it's a party on the block loc And it's a party on the dawg You know it's packed of hogs That's active and on hoes Handcuffin' your broad is a The letter, I'm an O G and reppin' this
Believe, Skoop never to crack a hoe Plus I got sets on deck, servin' like McEnroe K Mac fa sho, I'll give you what you fo' Why treat a bitch a bitch and let a hoe be a hoe It's a Dub S C thang, Soprano the H O bang with the connect gang, nigga
Let 'em walk, walk, let 'em (If down with the connect then, ya) Walk, walk, (If strapped with a tech then, ya) Walk, walk, (If you represent set then, ya) Walk, walk, (If you a vet then, ya)
Walk, walk, (If the bitch fuck then, ya) Walk, walk, (Outline them niggaz the chalk then, ya) Walk, walk, (If you're on that dark then, ya) Walk, walk, (Y'all don't want it)
When the music is bumpin' and the give it somethin' All the hoes is comin' and you know all fuckin' Got the Henny in glass, big puffin' on And the outside and these bitches wanna fight Then niggaz pulled up and they deuces all wired And you know we out when the homies come around One times always turning it up because we bangin' at the