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Me and you

[daz] and you that

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 mash as a
As we for our dreams, ? hood niggaz for green
It's dillinger, fulfillin, makin a low outta
Pullin' scandalous ? fulfillin dreams
Catch me on a costa rica, an island full of weed
and bitches, on a boat for sweden

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

I mayor loot and khaki suits
and cripsacks,
Wetsuits and leather
I niggaz twice with thighs
with a .45
Make you open while you blast at the lot

What you on
go through it
Drink a lot, made fluid
bitch, don't you hear the music
My buddy, daz dilly and
You will be
With you're petty pang

repeat 2x

To all my niggaz.. and all my
Throw motherfuckin hands in the air
And if you give a fuck
Like we give a fuck then
your motherfuckin hood up in the air

it out
No bitch ass niggaz, no funny ass
Dogg pound gangstas in low-lows
You ain't all the homies
You besta check the
Pencils, playin in the crowd style
Thinkin bout the row town
With the heater cock bust a rounds
Dogg pound international's off fools
While the dock can
The touch

I laid this game
Jumped around and kissed myself I was james brown
Spin around and hit the on the ground
Split motherfuckin crown
Turn ifs into pounds
Dogg live around,
hittin' the ground
Fuck and get shot up
I tear up
You can ask
Lil cease, mary j. b. and
About that yuk
Means the
Got off tour
For piss marking on the floor

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

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

2x

Who did that, who
Who spoke on the values,
Who flyyyyy
I catored to the pimps, players, hustlers and

Why don't you meet me in the o, homie
when I get there,
The hoes be all off on me
I know y'all got a of bitches...

...ha, ha
And like fabulous thangs and livin' life
In nights dippin'
With a full of c-notes
Cruise the block a 9 lookin' for weed-o
And oh yeah, who got the gangsta
Daz and kurupt, numskull, yuk for shit

Known as your playa
ice cream fools and (? )
Rockin just like kadada
I walk around the of rockwilder,
Just a mobster
The o-a-k bust and throw it
out the roof down in la
And then go
Opps! and a nigga spooked
With a couple of loose
And find homie
Sweatin, buck naked up in a chicken coop

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

2x