You gon' get your mind blown out your motherfuckin mind right nigga. And put the drink down, n***a! Artist, DJ & Creator of I. S. B. Fuck a gold plaque i want my nigga back to top. Make the Westcoast rise forever, esse's B's and C's represent your letter, Got Game the go getter, Xzibit the rhyme spitter, Snoop Dogg the boss, We gangster at all costs, yall niggas is so soft and pussies so fuck off, For one of my niggas draw that hammer and dump off, This kush you gon' cough, (Cough, Cough). What's beef when you getting head in the 6-Tre.
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All this litness, I cant make a difference It was just me and my sister Ask Edna to teach us forgiveness Teach, teach, teach, teach Ask Edna to teach me forgiveness, yeah Teach me Teach, teach, teach, teach, teach Turn, turn, turn, turn Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn Turn, turn Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turnEmbed". Burn up my garment, have fun with that designer, bitch. I'm hard as a motherfuckin ounce of raw. I am feeling hot tonight Ready for the bump and grind Wheel it back and run it one more time, yeah, yeah Baby, are you? You better shake it off (what) sha, sha, shake it off. Fuck a gold plaque i want my nigga back to home page. Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me. I'm the doctor's advocate, nigga Dre shot cha. Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace. 32 in my bag, on my back, same time as Tevez Anything Green get Bun I had the YGs billing it Four and a half in the Bandoe, Headie One got a drug dealership You fell in love with the puss I fell in love with the jugg 28 grams all in buj I heard when nitties say mush Only now you start boasting about ching We done it when it was swoosh Only now your trap phones start ringing You know how many pictures we took?
I'm 26 nigga, so is the doves. "Bumpy Ride Lyrics Yo Yo Want a thousand stones, never knew about seven pounds an hour Black lives matter, but in the hood, this wap means power How much time did I take that chase? Get tougher, hits rougher, puff is deep in the streets like chris tucker. Nobody drop nuttin this winter, nigga I'm from. And I'm Billy the Kid 'til they split my wig. Fuck a gold plaque i want my nigga back pain. NoCap – Drown In My Styrofoam (Lyrics). No secret, undefeated, i'm top seeded. You ever been up North?
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Smoke so much, I check in detox myself. It's the motherfuckin messiah of gangsta rap. Nigga I'ma keep on stompin comin (Straight Outta). Took Jayceon to the Aftermath research department. Pandora isn't available in this country right now... Whippin yo ass from over to the clothes to the curtain.
Back to the previous page. I'm a real nigga with 'em, I'm a real nigga without 'em. YALL niggaz washed up like the turd. Dat don't mean I'm bout to take yo shit though motherfucker (hell no). You damn right, bitch. NoCap – Drown In My Styrofoam Lyrics | Lyrics. His oratorical skills are so impeccable. Cop my first gold plaque, soon as my man blew. And after we fuck, she want a picture with me. I know you're sick and tired of waiting on me girl but I'm just trying to get my money right, Soon as I'm done we can take a flight So I can take you all around the world.
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Young California got that mass appeal. Make hot joints & stack dough. Like me, nice to the sauce? I done the wrong type of touring, association in the morning All the accents Northern, still man approach with caution Only now man are talking bout gang, rudeboy Ill tell you bout ganging Me and RV done the baitest uhh, back then it was red bandanas How only now you start boasting bout gang? Huggingartists/headie-one · Datasets at Hugging Face. So many different philosophies Before I learned to love properly, ah They took away the only thing that belonged to me, teach me What more do they want from me? Me and my father love each other but we barely show it.
She like black Bentley coupes, Black daytons, Black interior, Black ridin' shotgun, Black 4. This a hot joint from sauce, you feel cheated. And that's the day my life changed 'cause that night he got shot. Game is in the motherfuckin buildin. Tied in a knot, as I creep through the chronic smoke. Not to brag, but, if it add up, one two. Laughin' at your whack flow. My mama's baby I keep a gun. My wrists cluster, on a mobile.
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Too much Cris' in the club not to get drunk. I do both cause I'm the king of the motherfuckin West coast. And all these new video bitches tryna be Melyssa Ford. Will I drown in the styrofoam tonight, yeahh. Built by Aleksey Korshuk. Shut me in the looney bin, I'm sicker than you niggaz. I never fall off, even without the Doc. I know you're hopin' i'm blind, cause you don't want me to shine). I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy. "Mad About Bars Lyrics Revz just slapped it in reverse My bro got his hands on the wheel while I fly out the ride, its teamwork Remember when I couldn't fit the dots in my top, I was showing off cleavage The last time I come out of jail, I learnt how to handle that.
She told me first night, don't need tens, But, shawty gon' voiсe up, for the kid, If one day, we all fall down, Whack 'em to the gun, smoke ton! I'm the reason Dre feel comfortable retirin.