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Bbm.
Yeah, niggas,
G I'm still
Fm fuckin' with you.
Still, Waters Run Deep.
Bbm.
Still, Snoop Dogg with D.
R.
A.
Fm My 9, nigga.
Guess who's back?.
Bbm _ .
_ Still.
Fm You still doin' that shit, Hunter?.
Bbm Oh, for sure.
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Fm Check me out.
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Bbm Still, Ray-Z, nigga.
G AK, nigga.
F Oh, I
Fm boom, like, can't keep it home a lot.
Bbm This is my frequent spot, said I'm known
G to rock.
Fm You hear the bass from the truck when I'm home to play.
Bbm They pay homage, but haters
G say Ray
Fm-Pelon.
How, nigga, my last album was the
Gb chronic.
They wanna know
G if he still got it.
Fm They say rap's janky.
They wanna know how I feel
Bbm about it.
And you ain't up on that.
G Fm Dr.
Dre is the name.
I'm ahead of my game.
Bbm Still, puffin' my
G leaves.
Still, fuck with the beat.
Fm Still not lovin' police.
Still
Bbm rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease.
G Still
Fm got love for the street, reppin' 213.
Bbm Still, the beat bang.
G Still doin' my thing.
Fm Since I left, ain't too much change.
Still,
Bbm I'm representin' for the
G gangsters all across the world.
Fm Still, gettin' downers in them Lolo's, girl.
Bbm Still, takin' my time to perfect the beat.
Fm And I still got love for the streets.
It's the E
Bbm-R-D.
Gangsters all across
G the world.
Fm Still, gettin' downers in them Lolo's, girl.
Bbm Still, takin' my time to perfect the beat.
Fm And I still got love for the streets.
It's the E
Bbm-R-D.
Since the last time you heard from me, I lost the flames.
Well,
Fm hell.
Me and Snoop we dippin' again,
Bbm get my head to the streets.
Signed MM's, D's,
Fm triple platinum, doing 50 a week.
Bbm Still, I stay close to the heat.
And even
Fm when I was close to defeat, I rode to my
Bbm feet.
My life like a soundtrack I wrote to the
Fm beat.
Sweet rap like Cali weed, I smoke till I
Bbm sleep.
Wake up in the AM, pose a beat.
I
Fm bring the fire to your sulking A
G.
C.
It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the
Fm truth.
Since turn out the light from the world class record
Bbm crew.
Ooh, feel that it, after mathematics.
Fm In a home of drive-bys and
Bbm agnetics.
Swap me, sticky green and
Fm bad traffic.
I dip, move, then I get big.
Still,
Bbm I'm rockin' for them gangsters all across the world.
Still,
Fm gettin' them counters in them lomos.
Bbm Still, takin' my
G time to perfect the
Fm beat.
And I still got love for the streets.
Bbm I'm rockin' for them gangsters all across the world.
Fm Still, gettin' them counters in them
Bbm lomos.
Still, takin' my time to perfect
G the beat.
Fm And I still got love for the streets.
It's the E
G.
R.
E.
that ain't nothin' but mo' hot shit.
Fm Another classic, six deep for y'all to vibe
Bbm with.
Whether you're coolin' on the corner with your fly
Fm bitch.
Lay back in the shack, play this track.
Bbm I'm
G representin' for the gangsters all across the world.
Fm Still, gettin' them counters in them lomos.
Girl,
Bbm I'll break your neck, amniotic, put your face in your lap.
Fm Niggas try to be the king, but they're
Bbm aces.
That's right, so when you ain't up on time.
Dr.
Fm Dre be the name, still runnin' the game.
Bbm Still,
G got it rapped like a mummy.
Fm Still ain't trippin', love to see young black get
Bbm money.
Spend time out in the woods, take they moms out to
Fm hood.
Hit my boys off of jobs, no more livin'
Bbm hard.
Barbecues every day, drivin' fancy
Fm cars.
Still gon' get my big.
G I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world.
Fm Still, gettin' them counters in them lomos.
G Still, takin' my time to perfect the beat.
Fm And I still got love for the
Bbm streets.
It's the E.
R.
E.
that ain't nothin' but mo' hot shit.
Still,
Fm gettin' them counters in them
Db lomos.
Bbm Still, takin' my
G time to perfect the beat.
Fm And I still got love for the streets.
It's the
Bbm E.
R.
E.
that ain't nothin' but mo' hot shit.
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world.
Fm Still, gettin' them counters in them lomos.
Bbm Still, takin' my time to
G perfect the beat.
Fm And I still got love for the streets.
It's the
Bbm E.
R.
E.
Right back
G up in your motherfuckin'
Fm ass.
Nine-five plus four
Bbm pennies.
Add that shit up.
D.
R.
.
E.
Fm Right back up on top of things
Bbm Smoke somethin' with your dog No
Fm stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks
Bbm Some of that real sticky, icky, icky
Fm Ooh, wee Put it in the
Bbm air, air Well, you's a cool D.
R.
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