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Me and you

[daz] and you know

Me and you

Who can fade it, two up on the mic
Blastin', askin' no questions, when catch you in a gunfight
Kaboom! we still mash as a
As we mash for our dreams, ? hood for green
dillinger, fulfillin, makin a low outta killin
Pullin' scandalous ? fulfillin dreams
Catch me on a costa rica, with an island of weed
Money and bitches, on a for sweden

See I'm yellin'
help me
No on my
and fine
You can me
I'm glad think the same way as I do
I stab bitches way down in the bayou
Would you way for two mo'
Fo' blows, like you hoes
Stamp a nation wide through the
Fore youngsters, hennesy
With youngsters on a
of the map now I do

I spin mayor loot and suits
and cripsacks,
Wetsuits and leather
I block twice with thighs
Buck a .45
Make you while you blast at the parking lot

What you on
go through it
Drink a lot, made from
Scrump bitch, you hear the music
My buddy, daz dilly and
You be thanked
With petty pang petty

repeat 2x

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 motherfuckin hood up in the air

it out
No bitch ass niggaz, no ass hoes
Dogg pound gangstas drippin' in
You ain't all the homies
You besta the fault
Pencils, playin niggaz in the crowd
Thinkin bout the row town
the heater cock bust a million rounds
Dogg international's breakin off fools
the dock can bust
The touch

I laid game down
Jumped around and kissed myself I was james brown
Spin around and hit the splits on the
Split motherfuckin crown
this ifs into pounds
Dogg live around,
Niggas hittin' the
Fuck around and get up
I shit up
You can ask
Lil cease, j. b. and jodeci
About that yuk
the hardcore
Got kicked off
For marking on the hotel floor

G riders, we ride, dp
Get the niggaz
Or the mat see automatic,
Get the blastin
nigga, bankin nigga
Quit the
Stop niggaz

I'm out
Surrounded by weed
You see me and my in the club,
Thugged up, suited in clothes
We roll, cut
Cause so
On gold, see hoes
With weed me and my amigo

2x

Who did that, who
Who on the ghetto values,
Who supa-dupu
I to the pimps, players, hustlers and bastards

Why don't you meet me over in the o,
Cause I get there,
The will be all off on me
I know got a gang of bitches...

...ha, ha
And like fabulous thangs and life expensive
In machine dippin'
With a pocket full of
Cruise the with a 9 lookin' for weed-o
And oh yeah, who got the gangsta
Daz and kurupt, numskull, yuk for bitch

Known as your playa
Slain ice fools and (? )
Rockin hilfiger just like
I walk around the of rockwilder,
Just a mobster
The bust and throw it away
Hoop out the roof in la
And then go
Opps! and make a spooked
With a couple of loose
And your homie
Sweatin, buck naked up in a chicken coop

Livin that all arts
Zark, and blast a
Pull back and your mothafuckin heart out your chest
If you tested the best david koresh
Get to be
Reincarnated in the motherfuckin
Yes yes

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