All dem niggas right Fuck
I thought you about us You what we throw on this 1-87 on Anybody Fuck all
We run the streets, come run my game We paper, big paper, all day, it's a thang And we up on the quickness up the side of you Keep heat, big just to drop on you Nigga we keep the hot just us and the cops And die in shady spots over hustlin rock Guess rule the world and girls, fly Did ya seen? Never, even dreamless, things That make the world we live in it is And though with you would die It's a shame what is on these wheels Foes on a smoke weed Me and Bad and In an ice Big strap that let a nigga have to out Flyin Atlanta, go on, come out Hit the liquor store nigga used to run out Throwin up the hollerin What Cha Talkin Bout
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Though we all wanna it up 'fo the go out in your house No one is get there all doubts, and hold out Only when ya to take a loss man get yours, 'cause light don't blast If the don't get cha It's sure to be the Why ask why? You gonna his answer He made it up and just about to get your a baby I've been knowin, Trust of you could go insurin at close range or betrayal of my trust Only me one change, it's just us Who banging at the poppa Gangsta network your G Makin million plans Pullin million dollar It be a dollar man Fuck y'all, I'm gettin The make me sick I really wanna it up like I'm druck and didn't need, I wanna give it up I stay calm and stay with no doubts up Dogg Pound hollerin...
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We run these streets we all tryna live it up Mashin for this and never will we give it up Puttin up nothin The world let us hear no fury Holla fuck 'em, rich with a big plan to touch 'em Talkin Provin, I can make a difference Any ??? 'll speak louder All that y'all jackin at payed One of the two main reasons I keep It just The so niggas don't know Sublime would open, how they dyin, I'm just Till I keep all my boy, I hit the line should defy the law I've forgot what I was for Even though it's hard, you've still gotta go for Smokin, hopin I get heaven through some open door Even though it's hard, still gotta go for yours Smokin, hopin I get into heaven through open door Even though it's hard, you've still go for yours
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Still blastin at close Things changed We the But we blast and mash to Like to say what up to Deee, Slip Capone, Soopafly and Mr B-A-D bangin But we blast and mash to on all y'all suckers To my big C-Style What up What Cha Talkin Cha Talkin Bout What Cha Talkin