- We Rest N Cali (feat. Goldie Loc And Bootsy Collins) 歌詞 Snoop Dogg
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- Snoop Dogg We Rest N Cali (feat. Goldie Loc And Bootsy Collins) 歌詞
- Snoop Dogg
- My goodness my gracious
Shell toe Adidas with the fat blue laces
Hand full of aces trumped up dump trunk white wall paces
Drink til you drop motherf**ker cop
Old English 800 on the block
Way before St Ides came to the spot
Niggers used to hang out and do the pop lock
And if we got into some shit wed never pop shots
Wed squab scrap whatever it was
And live to talk about it and we get old cous
And keep a pack of Zig-Zags for that good old bud
We do a house party what the f**k is a club
And the Eses they sold most of the drugs
La familia hell yeah and we the thug
We get money yeah and we do low ride
Represent it and talk nope nope not I
Thats the code in every hood that you roam
Fastest way to catch a hot slug in your dome
O G the place that I call home
Black Lac like that and its sittin on chrome
Plaque in back strap in Lac
Antennas wake you up for a rat tryin
To set a new trap
Swingin the track drippin curl juice on your back
Breakin hearts like Roger and Zapp motherf**ker
Back in the day it was cheaper to keep her
Hang out with your friends and smokin the reefer
And pound for pound we were the baddest in town
You just had to get up for the get down
Some say we the next generation
But we lack education
Crazy Horse drinkin mad dog 20/20
Silver satin blue Kool Aid saggin in my Dickies
I got my Locs on sailin through my neighborhood
Catch you slippin on them bricks it aint all good
Front door kicker Glock spitter
Black and gold flag across my face when I get you
3 wheeler tippin turnin up the Alpine
Sorta fakin sippin while I listen to the grapevine
Got any blue pits all by the front door
East side rip ridin gang bangin all I know
Heart break hotel hush puppy neck kicker
I grew up on that crazy one five nigger
If you look from my block then hop somethin
And I aint talkin bout no peel nigger block huntin
Blue corduroys while Im talkin on my brick phone
14 years old had to bring the shit home
My uncle Sugar Bear showed me how to bag it up
Look at the block now nigger its sewed up
I aint playin with you old grand pubas
Peace out Rolando banged things with no cause
Now take a picture of this 8 ball six
Look down at my shoes blue strings nigger
Goldie Loc will keep this motherf**ker crack-a-lackin
The only thing I wanna hear is gang bang rappin
Some say we the next generation
But we lack education
Hangin with the crew of devastation
Yeah but we one nation mama
Tally-ho and away we go
See you next week with a brand new show
The way we funk around here aint nothin consensual
You know I funk so hard
You gonna need your parents credentials
Now Im in the street cause I lost my sheep
But now I know where to find that
Now how cool is cold when youre tryin to compete
Standin next to me son you better take a seat
Cant none of you cutthroats funk like me
You better check with Snoop Dogg and get your pedigree
Why oh why do I think like that
If I am with the dog then you must be a cat
Now tally-ho and away we go
See you next week with a brand new show
I want the bomb I want that O G back
Theres a party goin on in my head
While I think about the blood that we shed
Then party uh when the player play
Theres a party goin on up in here
Back in the day it was cheaper to keep her
Hang out with your friends and smokin the reefer
And pound for pound we were the baddest in town
You just had to get up for the get down
Some say we the next generation
But we lack education
Hangin with the crew of devastation
Yeah but we one nation mama
Hangin with the Snoopatronics bobba
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