Me and you
[daz] and you know
Me and you
Who can fade it, two up on the mic Blastin', askin' no questions, they catch you in a gunfight Kaboom! we still as a team As we mash for our dreams, ? hood niggaz for It's dillinger, fulfillin, makin a low outta Pullin' scandalous ? fulfillin fantasy Catch me on a rica, with an island full of weed Money and bitches, on a for sweden
See when I'm International me No on my Ugly and You can me I'm folks think the same way as I do Cause I bitches way down in the bayou you make way for two mo' Fo' blows, like you have Stamp a nation wide the ghetto Fore youngsters, sponsors With fore on a of the map now I do
I spin mayor and khaki suits and cripsacks, Wetsuits and leather I block niggaz twice thighs Buck a .45 Make you while you blast at the parking lot
What you on go through it Drink a lot, from fluid bitch, don't you hear the music My buddy, daz and numskull You be thanked With petty pang petty
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To all my niggaz.. and all my your motherfuckin hands in the air And if you give a fuck we don't give a fuck then Throw your motherfuckin up in the air
it out No bitch ass niggaz, no ass hoes Dogg gangstas drippin' in low-lows You ain't all the homies You check the fault Pencils, playin in the crowd style Thinkin the row outta town With the heater cock bust a rounds Dogg pound international's breakin off While the can bust The touch
I this game down Jumped around and kissed myself like I was brown Spin around and hit the splits on the your motherfuckin crown Turn this ifs into Dogg pound around, Niggas the ground Fuck around and get up I shit up You can ask Lil cease, mary j. b. and About that yuk Means the Got kicked off For piss marking on the floor
G riders, we ride, dp Get the niggaz Or the mat see automatic, Get the blastin nigga, bankin nigga Quit the Stop blankin
I'm out by weed smoke You see me and my in the club, Thugged up, in steet clothes We roll, cut weed so On gold, see hoes With with me and my amigo
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Who did that, who Who spoke on the values, Who supa-dupu I to the pimps, players, hustlers and bastards
Why don't you meet me in the o, homie when I get there, The hoes be all off on me I y'all got a gang of bitches...
...ha, ha And like thangs and livin' life expensive In nights machine With a pocket full of Cruise the block with a 9 lookin' for And oh yeah, who got the gangsta Daz and kurupt, numskull, yuk for shit
Known as your potna ice cream fools and (? ) Rockin hilfiger like kadada I walk the house of rockwilder, Just a mobster The o-a-k bust and throw it Hoop out the down in la And go aloof Opps! and make a nigga With a of screws loose And find your Sweatin, buck naked locked up in a coop Livin destory all arts Zark, and a homes Pull back and grab your mothafuckin heart out chest If you tested the best like david Get to be Reincarnated in the motherfuckin Yes yes
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