Letras

Whats happenin, shit I know somethin' happenin 'Cause everything's moving I know you're ready, so let the Twinz into your mind (peekaboo) I caught you sleepin' on the weather we be creepin' Through the backstreet droppin' off sack of this G shit (Hold onto your horses 'cause you get the same that she gets) Nothing but a little, too much it'd be a simp Livin next to PCH had my way like a pimp (say hoe) So I trips with the skirts at night thankin' god For another day smokin' on that weed to pass the time away Nothin' to do but get high, make a hit Urban life got me wantin' to do some criminal shit No job, so I'm loungin' with my doggs and loccs Playin space domino a dirty rick rack jokes A familiar routine, no call so I'm stuck Inside the P-A lookin' bored as fuck Tryin' to get this rap shit flowin' to a T with Warren G Forever love for my homies who looked after me While I was down 'cause hard times had a choke hold Mashed like potatoes 24 but I stay strong Ain't nothin wrong with gettin your hustle on all night long 'Cause you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh (Times up, sorry I kept you) This is what the loccs who sit back and rap to Ain't nothin wrong with gettin' your hussle on night long 'Cause you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh (Times up, sorry I kept you) This is what the loccs who sit back and rap to Born and raised on the street California But now its MLK and you know I'm strictly on a Crazy ass mission dippin' low as I stack And doin' what I need to be doin' to keep my pockets fat Hittin' corners in the gray Seville Kinda deep with my niggaz when its time to chill 7: 30 we in motion bouncin' up the block And you know it don't stop, won't stop, can't stop (can't stop) A long way from servin' Greyhound But now its on to the fullest with my niggaz and the pound 'Cause this is G-Funk, we funk with that passion That LBC style watch the homies start mashin' And pressin' up, the time is up so you know That the Twinz are puttin' it down on the real (really doe) Ain't nothin' wrong with gettin' your hustle on all night long 'Cause you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh (Times up, sorry I kept you) This is what the loccs who sit back and rap to Ain't nothin' wrong with gettin' your hussle on all night long 'Cause you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh (Times up, sorry I kept you) This is what the loccs who sit back and rap to The first day of the month I'm cashin' in like Monopoly (Ain't no stoppin me) the click steady droppin' Them cuts that make you jump out yo seat Wave your hands in the air and scream out Long beach (long beach) The G side we slide with the dope shit (Go get another hit), its poppin' like coochie shit (Its just a thang we do, 'cause we got the flow And if you didn't know now you niggaz know that umm) Ain't nothin' wrong with gettin' your hustle on all night long 'Cause you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh (Times up, sorry I kept you) This is what the loccs who sit back and rap to Ain't nothin' wrong with gettin' your hustle on all night long 'Cause you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh (Times up, sorry I kept you) This is what the loccs who sit back and rap to Ain't nothin' wrong with gettin' your hustle on all night long 'Cause you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh (Times up, sorry I kept you) This is what the loccs who sit back and rap to Ain't nothin' wrong with gettin' your hustle on all night long 'Cause you gotta survive to stay alive
Writer(s): Warren Iii Griffin, Dewayne Williams, Deon S. Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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