Tonalité : C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Explosive West coast shit, my
niggas rich,
ways to track
Girls that used to turn they back
Dm
Causing me to yank they arm
and pose like I would do them all
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Now I'm saying thank you
cause they tell me my
shit's the bomb
Dm
Explosive
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For my niggas drinkin' Cognac,
smokin' weed
Dm
Always pack more than one,
fire all programs
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Rhino, chronic in your system, let me know
Dm
My sister bomb, explosive
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West Coast shit, nigga, overdosage
Dm
Imperial pistols, ferocious, fuck a bitch
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Don't tease, bitch, strip, tease, bitch
Eat a fold of these, bitch, gobble a dick
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Host got to eat a dick
and shut the fuck up
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Gargle and swallow a nut up,
shut up and get my cash
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Backhanded, pimp slap backwards
and left stranded
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Just pop your collar,
pimp convention hoes for a dollar
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Six deuce in the plush,
six deuce in parlor
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Pimping hoes from Texas to Guatemala
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Bitch niggas pay for hoes,
just to lay with hoes
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Relax one night and pay
to stay with hoes
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Captain save em all day
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Well say this dick, bitch nigga
You more of a bitch than a bitch
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You ain't in the hittin' pussy
or hittin' the switch
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You in the hittin' bitches all for the grip,
ya punk bitch
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All my real dogs still kick it with me
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All my down hoes still trickin' with me
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All the true gangstas know
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Nate ain't never loved, no, oh
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All the hood rats still shakin' for me
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All my true fans still checkin' for me
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All the real smokers know
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Nate ain't passin' nothin' but gold,
Dm
indeed
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Real trees, chronic leaves
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When I met you last night, baby,
Dm
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before I blew your mind,
blew, blew, blew your mind
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I thought we had a chance,
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lady, no more
Dm
Now that I'm sober,
Am
Dm
you ain't that fine
Don't wanna treat you wrong
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Don't wanna leave you on
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Here baby, hit the phone
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While the west coast rolls along
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While we still making gangsta hits
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Still jocking gangsta dicks
Dm
Damn girl, you think you're slick
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Somebody better get this bitch
I got these freaky hoes
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clapping they hands
Stomping they feet
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Every now and then
they put they mouth on me
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Nowadays a G like me can't even call it
Am
A 23 year old pussy fiend
and freakaholic
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Pimping bitches on the regular,
I put that on the G
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A hustler and a player,
nowadays it pays to be
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Let me drop some shit
about this bitch I used to know
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She gave your boy the head
and said don't let nobody know
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A bonafide pro, I had to grab the hoe
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She got freaky and yo 64,
I skeeted in her throat
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Been knowing the hoe for four days,
temporary pays
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And I bet you didn't know
that she go both ways
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She ate her best friend,
I left them hoes at the moat
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They be beepin' me and shit,
but we don't kick it no more
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Them hot hoes is fiendin',
they on the nuts
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But bitch, I'm out your pussy when I nut,
for real
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Explosive
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