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(feat. Warren G) |
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Whats happenin, shit I know somethin happenin |
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cuz everything's moving |
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I know you're ready, so let the Twinz into your mind (peekaboo) |
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I caught you sleepin on the weather we be creepin |
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through the backstreet droppin off sack of this G shit |
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(hold onto your horses cuz you get the same that she gets) |
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nothing but a little, too much it'd be a simp |
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livin next to PCH had my way like a pimp (say hoe) |
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so I trips with the skirts at night thankin god |
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for another day smokin on that weed to pass the time away |
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nuthin to do but get high, make a hit |
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urban life got me wantin to do some criminal shit |
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no job, so I'm loungin with my doggs and loccs |
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playin space domino a dirty rick rack jokes |
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a familiar routine, no call so I'm stuck |
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inside the P-A lookin bored as fuck |
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tryin to get this rap shit flowin to a T with Warren G |
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forever love for my homeys who looked after me |
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while I was down cuz hard times had a choke hold |
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mashed like potatoes 24 but I stay strong |
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[Chorus x2] |
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Ain't nuthin wrong with gettin your hustle on all night long |
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Cuz you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh |
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(Times up, sorry I kept you) |
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This is what the loccs who sit back and rap to |
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Born and raised on the street California |
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but now its MLK and you know I'm strictly on a |
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crazy ass mission dippin low as I stack |
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and doin what I need to be doin to keep my pockets fat |
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hittin corners in the gray Seville |
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kinda deep wit my niggaz when its time to chill |
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7: 30 we in motion bouncin up the block |
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and you know it don't stop, won't stop, can't stop (can't stop) |
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a long way from servin Greyhound |
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but now its on to the fullest with my niggaz and the pound |
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cuz this is G-Funk, we funk with that passion |
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that LBC style watch the homey start mashin |
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and pressin up, the time is up so you know |
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that the Twinz are puttin it down on the real (really doe) |
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[Chorus x2] |
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Ain't nuthin wrong with gettin your hustle on all night long |
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Cuz you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh |
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(Times up, sorry I kept you) |
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This is what the loccs who sit back and rap to |
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The first day of the month I'm cashin in like Monopoly |
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(ain't no stoppin me), the click steady droppin |
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them cuts that make you jump out yo seat |
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wave your hands in the air and scream out Long Beach (Long Beach) |
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The G side we slide with the dope shit |
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(go get another hit), its poppin like coochie shit |
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(its just a thang we do, cuz we got the flow |
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and if you didn't know now you niggaz know that umm) |
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[Chorus x4] |
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Ain't nuthin wrong with gettin your hustle on all night long |
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Cuz you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh |
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(Times up, sorry I kept you) |
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This is what the loccs who sit back and rap t |
