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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, they catch you in a gunfight
Kaboom! we still as a team
As we mash for our dreams, ? hood for green
It's dillinger, fulfillin, a low outta killin
Pullin' scandalous ? fulfillin fantasy
me on a costa rica, with an island full of weed
Money and bitches, on a boat for

See when I'm
International me
No on my
Ugly and
You can me
I'm glad folks the same way as I do
Cause I stab bitches way down in the
you make way for two mo'
Fo' blows, like you hoes
a nation wide through the ghetto
Fore youngsters, hennesy
With youngsters on a
of the map now I do

I spin loot and khaki suits
and cripsacks,
Wetsuits and boots
I block twice with thighs
Buck a .45
Make you open you blast at the parking lot

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

Chorus: 2x

To all my niggaz.. and all my
Throw motherfuckin hands in the air
And if you don't a fuck
we don't give a fuck then
Throw your motherfuckin 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 niggaz in the crowd
bout the row outta town
With the heater bust a million rounds
Dogg pound international's breakin off
While the dock can
The touch

I laid this game
Jumped around and kissed like I was james brown
Spin around and hit the splits on the
Split your crown
this ifs into pounds
Dogg pound around,
Niggas hittin' the
Fuck and get shot up
I shit up
You can ask
Lil cease, mary j. b. and
that nigga yuk
Means the
Got off tour
For marking on the hotel floor

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

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

2x

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

Why you meet me over 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 fabulous thangs and life expensive
In nights dippin'
With a full of c-notes
Cruise the block with a 9 lookin' for
And oh yeah, who got the shit
Daz and kurupt, numskull, yuk for bitch

Known as your playa
Slain ice fools and (? )
Rockin hilfiger like kadada
I around the house of rockwilder,
Just like a
The o-a-k bust and it away
out the roof down in la
And then go
Opps! and a nigga spooked
With a of screws loose
And find homie
Sweatin, naked locked up in a chicken coop

Livin destory all arts
Zark, and blast a
Pull back and grab your heart out your chest
If you the best like david koresh
Get to be
in the motherfuckin flesh
Yes yes

2x