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Snoop Dogg Miscellaneous Another Day ( Goldie Loc ) Damn cause this spot's gettin hot I can't trust the paremedics or them crooked ass cops The closest nigga to you would do you and try to screw you Backstab you in the back and act like he never knew you And he could be the same nigga the switch Playin all one minute but he really is a bitch Now watch out for the twist Here come them niggaz that was with you but they out to get rich But you thought them niggaz would never do that Until they came back strapped with them rat-tat-tat-tats And it always ends up fucked up When the innocent die it'll have yo brain stuck It'll have yo brains stuck shit outta luck cause I'm havin bad luck Fucked up in my younger days Shit I'll bang you with deuces and hang you with trays A few days back one of homies got rugged out Damn shame all the brothers seem drugged out One of seeds bust a bottle over the bizis head Say it's yo fault that the otha bizis layin dead But it's a fact if you pack nigga bust back Neva run throw our gun unless you fall rat Hoo wooda sed that it wooda helped anyway Wit mo guns niggaz sinnin for another day Damn cause this spots gittin hot Damn cause this spots gittin hot Shits gittin hectik bustin threw my windo Think it was my homies fucked up can't realy call it do If it was I'ma git him He gunna hate it when it hit him Damn cause this spot's gettin hot I can't trust the paramedics or them crooked ass cops The closest nigga to you wood do you and try to screw you Backstab you in the back and act like he never knew you ( hook, Butch Cassidy ) Another day has come How much longer will I run I wanna have sum fun Layin out in the sun How much dirt have I done My life has just begun I sleep with my gun My problems weigh a ton ( Tray-Dee ) I gots to say damn the program dun up and switched Fool I used to run with and trusted snitched Got one time on my block straight posted Hopin that I slip but I dip and ghosted Told my babymama it wus drama unfoldin I kissed all my kids den commits to strollin Wound uptown on a hot ass block Checkin with some chickens gettin hot ass cock Daily Tray-Dee'll loose pursuit But deez ho's broke and don't look to cute So I parlay to the hard ways of jackin Fast came to cash but the mash was crackin I didn't I was the one to be Kickin summary of sum wen I let em slide up under me But God as my witness As a G I couldn't see Dee just goin out sensless I stayed hard hit the yard Pull niggaz hole cards Had em runnin to the sarge Jail house scars tell the part you played Livin with a snitch jackin destined for the brake It don't pay to go soft Cause when we catch you slippin real niggas takin off motherfuckers ( Dee, Talkin ) And that's how we do it Bitch ass niggaz Out here tellin disrespectin the game Fuckin up this realism we puttin down out here You know what I'm sayin Nigga need the cops to help em out Hoe ass niggaz Stand on ya own nigga Live by the gun die by the gun Nigga be a soldier ( hook ) |
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