Whassup nephew?
Sittin here choppin game, my nigga Bad Azz
Niggaz get the misconception of us
cause we so cold at what we do
But I really wanna let niggaz know whats happenin though
You feel me?
Now I dont want anybody
to get the wrong idea about me
I dont have nothin to hide
I want the world to see..
Im a gangsta gangsta
Gangsta niggaz do your dance
(C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah)
Gangsta bitches wave yo hands
See me, Im bout my money my paper Im bout my dollars
Poppin collars with this mac and this slack and these two revolvers
See we smoke and go hoein cause the bitch aint never shit to me
and pussy stay sellin, so I never let it get to me
The shit to me is simple, it relies on credentials
We credible individuals, ahead of you we original
Better known as criminals, thuggin off on the stereo
Killin em on the radio, some of them wanna hate me though
Fuck em cause they cant see me doe and here we go again
The jealousy took me over success, just keep you slower
While, you get nothin, we keep gettin more
Pump pump the jam up, drop drop the top
Hit hit the switch and smash down the block
And oh yeah this Long Beach so you know when you see a nigga
And dont never get the wrong idea nigga
(Yeah, nigga what?) Holla at em
I keep my khakis creased, hat tilted to the East
On a bitch I remain the beast, none the least
Police try to cuff me and stuff me in the back
of they patrol car, cause Im a former parole star
With the cool name, this nigga heres a fool mayn
Go on and do yo thang, gang-bang
in the hood and in Hollywood
Record company executives think its all to the good
Get to showin me around they house, then he slide me in the back
and had the nerve to try to buy me out, check this out mayn
Im down with P, and D-R-E
A real nigga from the motherfuckin L.B.C.
I just look like this, I stay down for the twist
Im real with this, deep as abyss
I gave you a pound, then I gave yo wife a kiss
I had to dip cause yall was full of that bullsheeit
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