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Snoop Dogg ~ Tha Eastsidaz
| Mobbin, straight billin through the eastside Never had a site to rhyme, but I'm still mobbin [Goldie Loc] Dope dealers, to the fullest I keep my glock, stuffed with rocks, so watch out for the bullets Eastside, young nigga sportin them chucks Never givin a fuck, so watch out for the come up Them eastside niggas be the crip, crip, craziest Ride wit my niggas fool we gon die for this No need to be a punk just dump when I say so Empty the clip another block let's go I don't give a fuck about some posted what So C slide me the mac so I can rip shit up We aint finished with this mission so listen to whats crackin We aint rollin wit you niggas that's scared to do the jackin The plan don't stop nigga, fuck the cops If a nigga snitch he the first nigga to drop That's all my game, we ride like macked up trucks You know them niggas on the eastside be givin it up Just blast for me, and I'ma blast for you When I'm in jail, get cash, and I'ma mash for you That's on the real homeboy don't let me down I clown homeboy and I bang the pound HOOK: Tray Deee We Tha Eastsidaz, what define us, is we ridaz And when we come through real niggas stand beside us Killers, cutthroats, and knivers Bringin it the livest, and leavin no survivors (repeat) [Tray Deee] I still wear the same pair of khakis least three days Nappy ass french braids and it aint no thang Hang with motherfuckers wanted for all types of crimes Plus them little bitty niggas on they bikes wit nines On the grind no I rhyme nigga times is hard Got jugs of water buried all across my yard One time on my line tryin ta find a cause Toss a nigga in the street and reach up under my balls Guns cocked, mug shots, cell blocks and locked down But I done made it too far to stop now Results of a banger, to most I'ma danger No hope for those who come to close to the chamber Bitches lovin I'ma gangster so fuck it No matta if I hafta I get at em in a bucket Tuckin in my shirt and all that shit don't work First look, say I'ma crook that did dirt for the turf High talk, high walk, when I stalk the street Gurantee who try to see me come across the feet It's a eastside lifestyle, wild and foul Goin out, puttin it down sayin fuck the trial Aim is to be famous wit major loot A gang of juice, in case I gots to bring the troops And everybody know the eastside the craziest So motherfuckers know it aint no fadin this HOOK 2X more free lyrics |