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[Intro]
220 get dressed up, jumped on a boat
Fuck with my locs
Breakin’ the bread

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
220 on the boat, here’s a toast to my folks
It’s a holiday, Crip, I’ma fuck with my locs
Get dressed, so fresh, big S on my chest
Now I’m feelin’ work, yellow Steeler shirt
501’s with the Stacy Adams tips
Picture a room full of Long Beach 20 Crips
Doin’ this, who in this? You in this? We in this bitch
Wish the dead homeboys was seein’ this shit
Neither, none, best 20 minutes or less
It’s a C-Walk contest, who do it the best?
Right your set with the feet, skip along to the beat
Represent your shit and bang out your street
For real though, king of the hill though
Run up on a nigga, you get popped like a pill yo
See I’m a dub motherfucker, and all y’all know
So if you’re with it, let’s get it 432-O, come on

[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’

[Verse 2: Goldie Loc]
I got my ‘do dirt’ locs on, you better leave them gloves alone
Popped up on them blocks, [?]
15s rumblin’, carvin’ up the concrete
I go back like G-Man and SA double G, yeah
Doggie Dogg scooped a nigga up a long time ago
And said, "We gotta do this for the big 2-O", you know
Let’s slap some dominos, and crack some bitches, cuz
Catch me yellin’ out (what?) Trick, I been the dub
This a hood day, nigga what a good day
Where them homies , hit him and tell him let’s parlae
Never outta [?] with I keep the line open
Meditatin’, contemplatin’ the way we grind on em’
Big beefin’ always told me always keep my crippin’ tight
This one goes out to goats, cuh, 20 crip for life
Never ever will I switch up
My colors black and gold, all the homies throw your dubs up

[Chorus]
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
I’m shootin’ like I just started
But I’ma walk up in this motherfucker cold-hearted
I know you niggas don’t see me as much as you’d like
‘Cause I’m out gettin’ money when I’m rockin’ the mic
I’m a long way from Locus Ave, my locas have
Been there with me through the good and bad
Know look, let me reminisce, and twist a fuckin’ blunt to spark
I got put on, ’84 at King Park
Shottin’ hoops with Charlie Mo and [?]
With the bumblebees, real east-side G’s
Then go to [?] and ball out for any black ass
And wait for all the bitches at Poly to get outta class
I’m poppin’ at ’em from a distant, but I’m persistent
That’s some 20 crip shit
See I’m a dub motherfucker and all y’all know
So if you’re with it, let’s get it 432-O, come on

[Chorus]
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’

[Outro]
What up cuh
Happy 220 day to you my nigga
Yeah cuh
I’m just shittin’ out here my nigga, know what I’m sayin’?
Drinkin’ on this Miller Genuine Draft
Feelin’ real good, ye know I’m sayin’?
It’s hood day today cuh
Yeah, what’s y’all gon’ do cuh?
Shit, my nigga
Shit, the homies gettin’ together cuh
We gon’ fuck with the homies two times then
Alright I’ll be dressed in ’round 20 mins then cuh
Let me know the location
Ra, ra, rollin’, rollin’
In a minute cuh
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’

[Verse]
Baby, I think of you
When I’m all alone and it’s half past two
Bet you think about it too
Ain’t nobody love you like I do (like I do)
Baby, I think of you
When I’m all alone and it’s half past two
Bet you think about it too
Ain’t nobody love you like I do
Like I do

[Chorus]
Like, like I do
Like I do
Like, like I do
Like I do

[Post-Chorus]
Like I do

[Verse]
Baby, I think of you
When I’m all alone and it’s half past two
Bet you think about it too
Ain’t nobody love you like I do (like I do)
Baby, I think of you
When I’m all alone and it’s half past two
Bet you think about it too
Ain’t nobody love you like I do
Like I do

[Chorus]
Like, like I do
Like I do
Like, like I do
Like I do

[Post-Chorus]
Like I do

[Outro]
Baby, I think of you
When I’m all alone and it’s half past two
Bet you think about it too
Ain’t nobody love you like I do

[Intro]
Time changed, check out your mind frame
Got no times for mind games (grow up, nigga)
Grow up, nigga

[Verse 1]
He 37, think he 22
His mother work, he play the crib, just polishin’ his .22
Plus he eat up all the food but never grocery shop
Actin’ like he out lookin’ for a job but he know he not
He know the gossip, know what happen when Chad got locked up
He know who beefin’ like every weekend, his BM pop up
He keep makin’ promises, he gon’ help her
He never felt a hard time dealin’ with pressure
The youngin’ niggas used to respect him, was kinda credible
He shot a couple cats in the 90’s, few niggas never knew
He did a stretch for some domestic shit
He punched his ex after she told him, this some pussy you could never get
Behind the wall, turned Blood, but came home neutral
‘Cause streets spooky, you think we practise our own voodoo
He realize shit changed, he had to hustle smarter
High temper, shape-up push back, he wanna cut his barber
He loved his father but through his life he could not trust him
Damn near 40, just realized he ain’t got nothin’
Had the green light for years, his connect hit the stop button
Back to nicklin’, dimin’, youngin’s on the block pumpin’

[Chorus]
I got homies comin’ home sayin’ they need a gram
Remembers fiends on my phone sayin’ they need a gram
Stuck in the past, guess somebody told him he the man
Some niggas’ll never grow up, I call ’em Peter Pan
I got homies comin’ home sayin’ they need a gram
Remembers fiends on my phone sayin’ they need a gram
Stuck in the past, guess somebody told him he the man
Some niggas’ll never grow up, I call ’em Peter Pan

[Verse 2]
Niggas bought him clothes when he got out the yard
He was bigger then, homies told him he should bodyguard
He was used to crack’s, ain’t know the price that molly cost
Youngin’s don’t pay him no mind, they figure he probably lost
They don’t know he grew up in the era where nobody soft
He tried to school ’em and gave ’em his own narcotic talk
Told him never stash your money and your work together
Never had no package when your body, it ain’t work forever
Found a nigga you could really trust, I think y’all work together
Never smoke, ridin’ with dope, rain is the perfect weather
So how you broke if you got all the answers?
You ain’t even got hoes workin’ and know all the dancers
Check this out, old head, we gon’ get it the way we know how
We ain’t takin’ deals, I coppin’ out, know we gon’ blow trial
You slow bringin’ it back so we just front you a whole now
Us young niggas get real money, I hope you know now
Everybody that ain’t here would be half his age
All he do is argue, been a minute since he had a fade
He got a mattress, he ain’t even got no sheets
Been in his mother crib for years and he ain’t even got no key

[Chorus]
I got homies comin’ home sayin’ they need a gram
Remembers fiends on my phone sayin’ they need a gram
Stuck in the past, guess somebody told him he the man
Some niggas’ll never grow up, I call ’em Peter Pan
I got homies comin’ home sayin’ they need a gram
Remembers fiends on my phone sayin’ they need a gram
Stuck in the past, guess somebody told him he the man
Some niggas’ll never grow up, I call ’em Peter Pan

[Verse 3]
How you 40 and niggas pay you to look out?
He don’t miss a night at the club, don’t miss a cook out (not one)
Dishes in his mother crib, dirty garbage he ain’t took out (never)
But he could tell you who got pregnant, tell you who shook out
Some niggas fightin’ after younger girls like he still got it (still)
He never had it, had light static, he still hottin’
Youngin’s got him sippin’ lean, they got him pill poppin’ (percs)
This real knowledge, these niggas 40 and still plottin’ (watch ’em)

[Chorus]
I got homies comin’ home sayin’ they need a gram
Remembers fiends on my phone sayin’ they need a gram
Stuck in the past, guess somebody told him he the man
Some niggas’ll never grow up, I call ’em Peter Pan
I got homies comin’ home sayin’ they need a gram
Remembers fiends on my phone sayin’ they need a gram
Stuck in the past, guess somebody told him he the man
Some niggas’ll never grow up, I call ’em Peter Pan

[Outro]
I blame it on the elder niggas that never helped us
We had to go get it, no guidance, nobody felt us
16 with more pocket money than your daddy
We was broke and we came up from nothin’, nigga, we gon’ brag
All this Gucci, we gon’ brag
Older niggas hatin’, not all of ’em I remember callin’ ’em, now they so mad
They ain’t reach their potential and live the life they want to live

[Chorus]
I got homies comin’ home sayin’ they need a gram
Remembers fiends on my phone sayin’ they need a gram
Stuck in the past, guess somebody told him he the man
Some niggas’ll never grow up, I call ’em Peter Pan
I got homies comin’ home sayin’ they need a gram
Remembers fiends on my phone sayin’ they need a gram
Stuck in the past, guess somebody told him he the man
Some niggas’ll never grow up, I call ’em Peter Pan

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
What you think this is?
Uh, just doing 20 in the 110 (skrrt)
Ayy, ayy, don’t need no new friends
Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz
Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is?
Ayy, I woke up this morning count a half a M, yeah
Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah
Uh, what you think this is?
Ooh, yeah
What you think this is? Huh, huh

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
VVS the wrist, what you think this is?
Brand new coupe outside, this a brand new vibe
She love Dolla $ign, she know every line
Yeah, what you think this is? Uh, uh (ooh, yeah)
No pictures, bitch, what you think this is? (Ooh yeah)
Diamond gold tint expensive, that’s just regular (ooh yeah)
Do me wrong, I replace you, that’s just regular
Ayy, woo, switch up on this bitch
Ayy, Rollie got no tick
Ayy, got it off a lick
Ooh, ayy, she my first draft pick
Ayy, if you bag my bitch
Uh, you can have the bitch

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ooh, ayy, what you think this is?
Uh, just doing 20 in the 110
Ayy, ayy, don’t need no new friends
Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz
Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is?
Ayy, I woke up this morning count a half a M, yeah
Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah
Uh, what you think this is?
Ooh, yeah
What you think this is?

[Verse 2: Jeremih]
She gon’ bring a friend
Ain’t no 1-on-1s
What you think this is?
I got whips outside
Different color shit
Timbs in your side
[?]
What you thought this was?
Girl, I thought I told you, never fuck with love
Put some sauce on the shrimp
Wipe me down, I’m a pimp
Bankroll like a blimp
Red ‘rari lookin’ rich
Got the money comin’ in
90s, 90s, ’96
Puttin’ gas in the whip
Don’t smoke no Reggie in the whip
What the fuck you think this is?

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
What you think this is?
Uh, just doing 20 in the 110
Ayy, ayy, don’t need no new friends
Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz
Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is?
Ayy, I woke up this morning count a half a M, yeah
Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah
Uh, what you think this is?
Ooh, yeah
What you think this is?

[Verse 3: OJ da Juiceman]
I just did ’em bad, uh
Brand new, paper tags, uh
Flyin’ down 110 in a RT Jag
I just blowed a bag, uh
Can you do the math? Uh
What you think this is? Uh
Million dollar crib, uh
Backyard, take a swim, uh
Still trap again, uh
Slam dunk, embrace, uh
Like a border rim, uh
Drop them zeroes in the water
Swim, baby, swim, uh
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Jumpin’ out the gym

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
What you think this is?
Uh, just doing 20 in the 110
Ayy, ayy, don’t need no new friends
Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz
Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is?
Ayy, I woke up this morning count a half a M, yeah
Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah
Uh, what you think this is?
Ooh, yeah
What you think this is?

[Intro: DJ Premier scratches]
You know I come around and rock it
I said Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!
PRhyme, word up
You know I come around and rock it
They saying Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!
You know I come around and rock it
Word up

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5’9"]
I write for Sean Price and Dilla, my mic is Thriller
My ratchet blows, it’s trappin’ souls like Bryson Tiller
They sprayed the crib, left lead in the awnings
And that’s the very thing that gets me out the bed in the mornin’
I got the bread in the corner, got my career in the sauna
I got no fear of dishonor, I bled and lived through trauma
First the Fat Boys break up, then Bow Wow retires
And now y’all disrespectin’ the King
I come there with the street sweepers for niggas
Claimin’ they doin’ dirt and get to just disinfectin’ the scene
I’m what you call the epitomizer of gettin’ dark, I will spit a geyser
That’ll get these guys on the charts to fit a liger of bars
I’m feelin’ like the diamond on the permanent throne
Weed like the Qu’ran, burn it, you can get stoned
It’s smellin’ like a megaphone in the coupe
Go in the two with extra zone in the booth, flow in the tool
The headphones, the microphone and the new poems approve
I’m the best to ever progress on the measured, metronome in the loop
All I can do is turn your sister to my all-night masseuse
Zonin’ to Gu’, this is my moment of truth

[Chorus: Royce Da 5’9"]
Can I rock it? Yes, you can
Now, can I rock it? Yes, you can
If she pretty, I’ma come around your city
I’ma hunt her down, I’ma hit it, I’ma come around and rock it
Can I rock it? Yes, you can
Now, can I rock it? Yes, you can
Anytime I come around your city, I’m gon’ burn it down
Venue after venue, I’ma come around and rock it

[Interlude: DJ Premier scratches]
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
Word up
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
Word up

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5’9"]
Now, first the Dipset split up, then Azealia Banks leave twitter
And now you niggas hatin’ on Nickel
I just been the same standup nigga since the day I came in this game
And I just come in here to stay til’ I’m crippled
I’ma combination of Kane, G-Rap, Reggie Noble, and James
Who still has Ashanti and Kelly Rowland in dreams
They tried to blackball me, but couldn’t, I was too fuckin’ good
They tried to run me out of my city, I was too fuckin’ hood
So, all I’m tryin’ to say (say) to artists tryin’ to kill me is
"Hey! Even Patron had to stand in line and wait"
This is God’s work handcrafted by karma
I’ma always be here laughin’ and clownin’, last til’ I promise
And last but not least, I’ma finally retire my dad
From that post office, and that’s on my mama
I live my life for my girls and my boys
I took my soul back from the devil, now the world can enjoy it

[Chorus: Royce Da 5’9"]
Can I rock it? Yes, you can
Now, can I rock it? Yes, you can
If she pretty, I’ma come around your city
I’ma hunt her down, I’ma hit it, I’ma come around and rock it
Can I rock it? Yes, you can
Now, can I rock it? Yes, you can
Anytime I come around your city, I’m gon’ burn it down
Venue after venue, I’ma come around and rock it

[Outro: DJ Premier scratches]
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
Word up
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
Word up