Drugs-N-Alkahol, baby, ahh Uhh, mm, funky, ohh
Huh, I'm Mr. What the you lookin' at I'm Mr. to run and get the gat Treat you like the hoosd like a Xzibit to push a 'llac, now I'm Range Rovin' Takin' over sober, bear witness like Jehovah
fall like October Restless standin' like a soldier We thick like the first Motorola brick phones Cut to the bone, celebratin' Day', love it Or leave it alone, consider me the heir to the throne The lifestyle of the savage and well known protectin' my
Rolling stone it home, time for transition Don't talk too loud, you find yourself missin' into my eyes, all you see is will to survive By any means, to the Philippines To meditate, liftin' train like a Hit you and run a California license plate
When y'all stop actin' like bitches Bitches, stop like niggaz we can all clock figures Hoes on my dick, on my dick They all on my dick, fuck shit
When y'all bitches stop actin' like Niggaz actin' like bitches we can all get riches Hoes on my dick, on my dick Fuck shit, we can all get rich
Doggy is 'bout to blow up All these Snoop Dogg haters need to slow up, sho' Know what? X, the is gettin' sewn up But I'm speedin' 'em up and 'em I'm buckin' 'em till bleedin' bruh
up, fuck that, you tryin' to get swoll up By the mic controller, clip exposure, condos of a composer Sick like a bowl-of, a bowl of nuts
him up, cross him out, then toss him out With the on his head, nigga Dogghouse Nigga, I'm crackin' Down South Poppin' my collar with my dick in your mouth, ha ha
You act you a dude you get smashed on Full out my bitches your fucked up attitude Nappy head hoes, worse than bitch I treat 'em all the same, check yo' game
When y'all niggaz actin' like bitches Bitches, stop like niggaz we can all clock figures Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my all on my dick, fuck that shit
When y'all bitches stop like niggaz Niggaz stop actin' like we can all get riches Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my that shit, we can all get rich
With the of a wrist, send you deep into the abyss I don't pop Cryst', but will pop a nigga this my way to the top of the list, raised your fifth Anything to it movin' make it harder to hit
We survive you thought we was finished and done Lookin' over my cold shoulder is the Hun The gatling gun, guillotine, Don King's American Since sixteen, been a marine
Makin' the scene collapse, millennium raps Why fight for scraps, relax and the whole plate witcha The penny pitcher with a whole lot of and get ya You my picture or do I have to let 'em hit ya?
Feel the adrenaline whenever I bust Got in back of my head The people the I trust is just me Full of spite with very large I'm too complex to down in black and white
When y'all niggaz stop actin' bitches Bitches, stop actin' like we can all clock figures Hoes on my dick, on my dick They all on my dick, fuck shit
When y'all bitches actin' like niggaz Niggaz stop actin' like we can all get riches Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my Fuck shit, we can all get rich
Niggaz, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, ahh Yes, X to the Z, D O to the motherfuckin' G, oh, wee Ahh, this shit funky here my nigga Yeah, bar nigga, we gettin' fucked up
Three four in the morning, ain't no time Huh, huh, you ain't tryin' to with us, nigga Roll some X,
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