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shit Now let me it up I got the gin and and I'm a poor 'em cup To get in the mood that I'm in So lets start riding till this fucker ends And hit the main strip, where the hoes be some game and trying to throw that thang On any young nigger with ends A mobile phone and a drop top it from me, see 'cause I what it's about Kick a big fat dick in a bitches And riding, high siding, but don't front Nigger serve that shit, don't be no And while the nigger's jocking I be All the fine ass of oakland That's where I reside, and where I always be The of killers, dope dealers and still we Chill like players, and pimps Mack all and slap all simps The big badass, I'm the dangerous crew I just hang with the gang like the thang to do Now mother fuckers can't face the facts that I'm this Rapping and producing and they can't even ruin See everybody the banksta The big dick gangsta who's with dank and clocking the bank And I'm a get in the 9 o's I the money, the fame, and the and the big thick fine hoes I'm pulling up beside you Bumping funky ass shit to ride to.
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Now here's some shit for you to to punk Fifteeen's slamming hard in my God damn From tenth ave, to a and fifth Young players the foothill strip They chevys, cougars, blazers, vettes Five 60 benzos ferrari kits They love ass bitches, rolex watch Top let on the coke white drop I love my high schools Muscle bound Pools a hoes so you know I had to do my I got to have it a rabbit her like a champ I tell you nigger I'm a pro these high school tramps say young minds, make good times See I'm a player so let me an o 9 Alicia, tina, marie, and She wanna ride bitch you can ride my dick Now shawnetta, shawnda, an too Now here's a shot to the slug crew Talk bad bitch but it's always pooh Kiss my ass and spend cash, on this shit to ride to
Pushing my coke into the key and start the engine Hit song, joking time, smoking, donuts while I'm A haffa fullest engine with duels, and counts Fuck a spare tire in my trunk, boom, that slams 'cause I'm a young brotha like to burn yo ? ? ? out of lanes I pump it, while ya her, so ya change Than I take a pitched out, exterior interior wax me, then they buff me, niggers don't love me now I'm tipped out Now I'm coming fresh from the shop Going to the spots Looking for the female I the bass and woofer kick my chest like a heartbeat to the curb, when I saw the ass of a dark freak So I pulled up slamming short I "hey", she said (snort) I said damn I'm fucking So I out doing 90 Covered her ass up the smoke I left behind me The stently flowed in my ears like oxygen Too pulling the bass, got the hoes on our jocks again Fucking with the hooties, with booties, and big That's potent, but all I is cheese for a Got a ticket 60 in a school crossing Picking up my young for some cool tossing Defermation of character, slandering But all I'm ever givin ya is pimping and So please let me go off of Because I be at home in my bed tossing her I make like altune, quick to value human Hit the freeway 'cause I can't play when I got ass a player and an o g that's what they told me Mhisani goldy
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Now I come from the mother eastside So shut the fuck up bitch and just I'm short dogg, hoe you can't me Since my very first album I was Bitches start seeing them dollar Even though I wouldn't give a broke one dime It's of funny, they want money from a pimp Bitch, you couldn't get 50 I take a gap from your ass and then I owe you the I know the hoe, and I'm a vet broads ain't based on love You want my money, I fuck And after we do all that, I talk you in my next rap Beyotch!! kiss my ass Cause all the time I have this cash Wouldn't call, wouldn't give me number I couldn't see ya like wonder I made a hit Now I got You wanna play dogg for a dummy But I come from the fucking eastside You suck my dick so I let the fake bitch Dangerous music is on the And banks always say, "this shit is tight"
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Now thats some I ride Puff and k-5 will go, buuuut I got my partner ant banks on something real phat I got my partner short, sittin on the of a cadillac I got eveybody I got kool-aid, he ain't spilling and he trippin I got ol' t b his big 'ol fat ass I got I got ? , but he ain't got no skin on his dick 'cause he too much I got ah, I got ol' dirty arm but that my partna 'cause he's super clean, side, super everything I got footy and jerry, he trying to dred, but that ain't what's I got a, shit who else I got, I got I got face, pooh, that's my He'll look through a broad his so big I got ah, I got pow pow, he looking like liners; he kind of But my partna though, I ain't going to talk bad I ain't going to bad No I ain't to rank out Oh wing, that's my partna peppermint patty I ain't to talk about him I ain't going to talk huh 'cause he beat me up send the block out on me I don't the block to through on me Oh too (barking sounds) We got ah, we got hist dancers(what about chris baby? ) Chris hicks thatz my that my steven shikal, he living Oh else we got, who else we got in the that you want me to rank on The tin man mo, that's pah prince of darkness, that's my dark My counter, that's my Who else we got, who we got We got foothill, oh I didn't get clim, his glow in the dark