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Yo, Unc' you wasn't lyin' 'bout these muh'f****n' cookies, guy
All this money I'm makin'
They thinkin' Mason, but I ain't Pappy
Yo Unc', as clean they come, **** it, my braids nappy
My older ***** wanted to kick it, I put on Rick James gladly
Bring to the same caddy, get there with the same navi'
I'm up early at the crack of dawn, movin' like a micophone
Uncle Snoop in the coupe with group still back upon
Bad ***** twistin' my locks, Jack in the box
Do it major, slang my flavor as I stayed on the block
They raided the spot, I'm hot, devilish features, but heaven sent
Pimp s*it, mink to the floor, my ***** in leopard print
I don't trick paper on your chick, somethin' I never spent
Just me and Snoop, twin drop coupes, cookie's the medicine
Sky walk in the everglades, cuz, I'm forever paid
Cut from a different cloth, I guess I'm a renegade
Drinkin' Crip juice with a splash of some lemonade
We on Daytons and we skatin' like a icecapade
Gelato we can light for days, on God I'm a boss now
Uptown *****, I was up in Harlem knockin' Dogg Pound
Used to the water nobody get nervous if it's sharks round
Chains glow in the dark now, foreigns, I hardly walk now
Used to run, now I walk, all the cases I done fought
All the bud that I done bought, and all the b*****s that they thought
That they could get a piece of my establishment
Looky here *****, I ain't havin' it
If I blast the s*it, watch the opp do a backward flip
My Backwood lit, FN got a plastic grip
Had an advantage in the trap was good at math and s*it
Used to bag up to Doggystyle, you can't imagine this
It's like a, action flick, with the mackin' pimp
The rap I spit will hit you like a tag and split
Bag the fit, blue rag, sag for this
You mad as s*it, my ***** East bagged ya *****
Got blue diamonds, blue hoodies, feel like I could never Crip enough
Unc' put on for years, who am I to **** tradition up?
Don't even trip nephew, just clean the kitchen up
And keep it Crip'n for life, never switchin' up, (never) yeah
Real talk (real talk)
From Dogg Pound to Uptown
Real s*it (real s*it)
You can't spell West without the ES
You know what it is (you know what it is)
Real hustlers, real Crip'n (real Crip'n)
Shout out to my ***** Mars
MyGuy, for hookin' up this motherf****n' beat
Yo East, I told you when you hit the motherf****n'
LAX, touch down, *****
Cause I got that bubblegum
That real s*it, that real Crip s*it
You what I'm talkin' 'bout
That hubba bubba, that blue bubblegum, cuz
You can't get it no where but here, for real though
Have a little bit of that Crip juice, with a splash of lemonade
And a bubblegum Backwood, and you gon' be aight
You understand me, yeah, East
