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504 Boyz

Souljas

 

Souljas

(アルバム: Goodfellas - 2000)


"Anyone contesting Tha Dogg Pound, guaranteed instant death" [RBX]

[Snoop Dogg]
It's them Dogg House niggas wit' them 504 Boyz
We the real McCoys
Wit' the plastic toya
Pop, pop
Grab the glock
Cock the muthafucka, No Limit niggas, we can't be stopped
Did you hear me?
Ya heard me
Record breaking
Hit making
Can't bake 'em
Real estating
Never hating
Shaking up the game
Bringing the major pain
Yea nigga, we all in the same game
We enlighing
Igniting
Never fighting
And we got them muthafuckas biting
You fuck wit' P, you fucking wit' me
You fuck wit Silkk, you fucking wit' me
You fuck wit' D, you fucking wit' me
Nigga what, that's my whole family

[chorus 2x Krazy]
What, you bitches going to war now (war now)
No Limit got this rap shit on lockdown (lockdown)
Wild out, bitch niggas when we come through (come through)
I hope you wear a vest, souljas touching you (touching you)
I'm busting you

[Master P]
I'm on the run, I head west wit' the dogs
504, that means ball til' u fall
I ain't bout' no playing nigga, it's on and popping
You either working wit' those boys, or you out ther shortstopping
Now keep you eyes on the prize nigga, don't fuck wit' the hos
Cuz you see at night in the bricks nigga, anything goes
Now you can bulletproof you chest, and they'll bust your head
NIgga you scared to pop, then you could get an early grave
Cuz, one time don't worry me
I'm a third ward nigga til' they bury me (hahaa)
Two times nigga, shut it down
It's No Limit, we it on lock wit' the pound

[chorus 2X]

[Krazy]
Fresh out the courthouse, fuck the world, I'm finally free
Ask them bitch niggas who snitch, is they ready for me
My proverbs to the tank, believe I love it
Since that "Bout' It Bout' It" album, I was dreaming of it
Ride wit' me, through the south, as I cruise through Texas
A young soldier, wit' about a hundred grand in my Lexus
On my way from Houston, after I scored the coke
I rather, step to jail than my family be broke
But I owe five hours, I can barely breathe
Please lord forgive me for my sins, I got kids to feed
Ain't no nigga in the Ivory Ville giving me shit
They went from trick to a bitch and buy that ho a fit
But my souljas, before it's over off top
Before I'm saying to my dogs everytime the dope is chopped
Feel that, my niggas will ride wit' me
Snoop and Master P said that they'll die for me

[Chorus til' song ends]

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