La da da da dah It's the motherfuckin' D O double G La da da da dah You know I'm mobbin' with the DRE You know who's back up in this motherfucker What
I must treat you As my reflection in light I'm a lead you And whatever's right, I'm a feed you Digga da, digga da, digga da, digga digga da da Yo I
years not a one day more, yeah Struttin' my stuff up and down the floor Haven't you heard this groove before? Ba da bop ba dee-ah, ba dee-ah Ba da bop
I'll dig ya like the mud number one chief rocker But knock a blast for your ass like boom Damn, Salt-N-Pepa stepped in the room With the La-Di-Da-Di
to singalong in all de ? crew And if da gal a bitch ?? the rainbow ?? [Killah Priest] Yo, hit you with the force of an iron horse Tear your face off the planet, leavin one
we gonna have sex! Too-da-loo! Ronnie: ...And you could hang from it, Cause you don't wanna see my real gun, Shots to the sky but your face sound real
on, we're gonna have sex Too-da-loo! And you can hang from it Cause you don't wanna see my real gun Shots to the sky but your face sound real fun
da da Da di da di da da, da da, daa daa daa Doom doom doom da da, doom doom doom da da Da di da di da da, da da, daa daa daa Motownphilly's back again
them real niggas We bless da 40 ounce! Gotta bless my 40 Or my crew will put me out My name is Bizzy Bone, I gotta bless da 40 ounce Who's next to bless da
niggas that be sneakin' the pistol up in the party? Drink that 1-5-1 Bacardi? Drunk and finna fuck up somebody? (Bone Thugs) Keepin' it realer than real
you jealous bitch made playa hating-ass niggas You betta tell 'em what's real bitch Takin' ova the shit in the 9-5 I bring to you the one and only Bone
East 1999, my niggas Thinkin' 'bout back in the days when the year was '89 Little nigga on da grind, gotta get mine doing my crime Wid two in here, steady
and catch ya, shit, pap Stay packin' that gat in yo lap away So if ya can't roll strapped Now how about that Dat pistol go tap at niggas, who Go fuckin' wit one
down like, "Is you for real?" Better chill or catch a reflex Have a nigga on the ground screamin, "Respect!" [Thin C] Nigga you bound to get a hot one
she don't need a 9 to 5 cuz she work in the system, bitches grind me nasty, ol' wicked ass bitches sceamin and tryin sceez on a real nigga home avaded
could be a casualty, One a dem, maybe dey crossed paths with me One nigga left and they thought we was done, Thought they could get rid a? da twist of
lein') yeah fa real I tired to tell em' dat he was next the whole neighborhood was knowin dat shella was have da alphabet(damn) Nigga this real different
Bing, uhh Worldwide, Made Men, knah'mean [Chorus - Benzino (Snoop)] 2x Doooooooooough! Fi-ga-doh (Money, money) Figa-da-doh! Fi-ga-doh (Money, money) Figa-da