We From The LBC(Explicit)

作曲 : Angelos, Broadus, Hollis ...

Ay yo, Hollis

Give us some of that G Shit

Yeah, now come on

Oh shit, come on, yeah, 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, oh wee

Make me everywhere like into me

The money and the bitches, the cars with all the switches

And the houses with the big TV's, with all the couches

'Bout to 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 and Gang Banger, Rap Slanger

Crap Slangers, Head Bangers

In this motherf**ker bitch, it's the B A D

With the motherf**kin' 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 motherf**kin' Paper Loc

I'm Mr. B A D, I'm with Bigg Snoop D O double G

F**k being stuck, get bucks, backed up, n***a what?

Me and Snoop'll shoot, we in the Coupe, we into loot, we in group

Nigga, we ain't hot for suit, we in 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

Mad niggaz wanna touch me, bad B*****s wanna f**k me

'Cuz I'm taller than small this B***h n***a tryin' ta punk me

(What you say?)

We don't waste time, we drop proper lines

And pop thighs and pop bottles of Dom

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 motherf**kin' Game

You see the money ain't a thang, gotta represent your game

How we bang it, ain't no motherf**kin' thang gon' change

We from the LBC, Worldwide Dogghouse Family

We show you how to do it, sippin' on some [Incomprehensible] fluid

Hollis, tell me why you do it, comin' through and got a boomin'

Group of Gangsta G'z that's on the motherf**kin' 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

Groove on, move on

Yeah, Big Snoop Dogg

Bad Azz, Extravagant Records

We are Dogghouse Style in ya mouth

2000, plus one, bitch

Yeah, yeah, Personal Business

Keep it there, Bad Azz

Run your Business, my nigga

Oh boy, yeah, from the Sac-Town back to the LBC

Somethin' that you crawl on

Get your crawl on, Bad Azz

You's a motherf**kin' fool, my n***a