We From The LBC

Ay yo Hollis
Give us some of that G Shit
Yeah, now come on Oh shit, come on Get at me, come on Get your ass on up, come on Ey, B-A-D this D-O-G, you got some Chronic smoke
I’m at the house, fresh out, Dogg and burned out
I can’t find it so I’m lookin’can you help me out
I need a lil’bit and quick, you dig what I’m talkin’bout?
Ey D-O-G, I got some Chronic, see I’m on my way
I’m about to roll me up a blunt and than I’m on my way
See I was smokin', the whole time I was on my way
And I ain’t seen no one-time while I was on my way
Sharitha, Kalika, Salitha and Parisha
All my lil’sneakers that love the way I freak her
Man, it’s a trip how they do me, ooh wee
Make me everywhere like ???
The money and the bitches, the cars with all the switches
And the houses with the big TV’s with all the couches
Bout this get money now attitude with a gat or two
And haters, in it, always gon be mad at you
They caught us in the pen, an Gang Banger, Rap Slanger, Crap Slangers, Head Bangers
In this motherfucker bitch, it’s the B-A-D
With the motherfuckin’D-O-double G, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
We keep it happenin’and crackin', mackin', stackin'
With my gat and I’m a Gangsta about my motherfuckin'
Paper Loc, I’m Mr. B-A-D, I’m with Bigg Snoop D-O-double G Fuck being stuck, get bucks, backed up, nigga WHAT?
Me and Snoop’ll shoot, we in the Coupe, we into loot
We in group, nigga we ain’t hot for suit, we your mouth
We in your pocket, but too, money made honey grind for me Come show me what you done for me, homie real hoes get money
Pussy, titties and ass to shake, we on the strip or in the strip
Club, it’s cash to make, we smash for cake, come on Mad niggaz wanna touch me, bad bitches wanna fuck me Cuz I’m taller than small this bitch nigga tryin’ta
Punk me, what you say, we don’t waste time, we drop proper
lines and pop thighs and pop bottles of Dom (*pop*)
Pizzle, my Nizzle, Peace to Fran Dizzle and my folks in Mississizzle, especial my Grandmizzle, you fizzle dizzle
What I sizzle (What you sizzle?), just put a whole lotta
Gumbo in the motherfuckin’Game
You see the money ain’t a thang, gotta represent your game
How we bang it ain’t no motherfuckin’thang gon’change
We from the LBC, Worldwide Dogghouse Family
We show you how to do it, sippin’on some (?) fluid
Hollis tell me why you do it, comin’through and got a boomin'
Group of Gangsta G’z, that’s on the motherfuckin’LBC (Eastside, Eastside)
Groove on, groove on Move on, move one
Groove on, groove on Move on, move on Groove on, groove on Move on, move on Get freaky
Yeah, Big Snoop Dogg, Bad Azz Extravagant Records
We are Dogghouse Style in ya mouth, 2000 *ecohing*, BITCH
Yeah, Yeah, Personal Business,
Keep it there Bad Azz, run your Business my nigga
Yeah, from the Sac-Town back to the LBC, somethin’to get your crawl on to Get your crawl on, Bad Azz, you’s a motherfuckin’fool my nigga