and ? in this motherfucker And my road dog KK We gonna put niggas to sleep in the Four-hundred three Check Verse 1: (DJ Quik) Yeah motherfucker right
[DJ Quik] Yes, ha ha, Suga Free and DJ Quik [Suga Free] Hey babe, I know you're fine but ha, open mine up, uhh I got some game in the cut Yo, open mine
Quik talking: Yeah, ain't nothin' changed, y'all niggas still obvious. Yeah, it's for real though hmph Rapping: Now we don't wanna talk about all the
Finally got a chance to leave the C-P-T Off to other cities to trip No longer just an underground hit Movin thangs... a local brother made good I made
take the breeze, quick break the trees Feel good as we flippin through the Robb Repo't My baby momma ain't trippin on child suppo't [DJ Quik] Well my
they think, of you [Quik] Here's what they think about you [Nate] Think about you [Quik] This is what they think about you [Nate] Think about you [Quik
[Verse 1] Bloods kill blood, Crips kill crips Mexicanos kills bloods, everybody trips The weed ain't workin, so we all take sips Road rage, 9 millis,
