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From the D 2 the LBC Lyrics
Yeah, it's been a minute
This probably should've happened a while a while
ago
Fuck it, we're here now though let's go
Yo, Snoop (oh,man)
Yo, let me see, let me see them buds (i can't
even see my paper, man)
Man, that shit the size of my hand, dog
(That shit's gon' make me relapse) the fuck ?
That's how i know that i'm in the studio with
the Doggy (where?)
In Californi' cause my homie from Long
Beach
Always got that bomb weed, (that's why) i
feel a calm breeze (yeah)
Every time I palm trees (get it), just like that
blonde bleach
I Went plantinum then so did my album's
(yeah), Calvin's turnin' me into a zombie
'Cause these buds are like the Hulk, they're
twice the size that his arm be (grr)
And that is some strong green (strong green)
Gotta contract, my contract lenses are foggy
I might end up in Walgreens (yeah) pharmacy
With my arm asleep , gone off lean mixed
with Dramamine
I will treat Paula Deen like a fuckin' human
Pinball machine (ping, ping, ping)
Bouncing balls off her tonsils
If y'all are seekin' the smoke, I got all the
weed
I am a walking motherfuckin' marijuana leaf
And I'm here to stay
My reign's so definite, my longevity needs a
hearing aid ( What?)
Still wearing Hanes T-shirts, I done bodied
some features with legendary names (yeah)
Was there when Dre turned The Chronic to
monetary gain (woo)
'Cause dope is addictive, just like they call it
marijuana
'Cause like marriage, you wanna mary Jane
it's like you and Spider-Man feel the very.
same (yeah)
My adversaries came, but these little
degenerates are my lineage
And when it come to pockets, weren't many
If any as, skinny as mine, bitch, I was
Penniless
Now i'm plenty rich, and this shit dont make
any sense (yeah)
I was in the motherfuckin' pinch like a titty
twist
Now i'm sitting as a pretty as each penny is while i'm penning this in the lab on you
guinea pigs
I ain't finna fool 'em, and in fact, give me the
semi
And when i pull the big guns out that trigger
Pull it until the motherfuckin' shit runs out of
bullets
Somebody better call a ambulance (woo)
You live, it'll be miraculous
I got more hits than a contract killer
Like the caterpillars that don't got antennas
(What?)
Other words, i don't got no goddamn fillers
(Woo)
Mount Westmore, you did not plan for this
(nah)
From Detroit all the way to Los Angeles
(haha,yeah)
Put your doobies high if you reside in 213
Let's see them blunts raised (brr)
Whether you Eastside or Westside of 313
Let's see them guns blaze(brr,brr,brr)
Make money moves like The Matrix
Make more mount motivation
Rull up, more meditation
I'm watchin' the moves you make, you might
Wanna stick to the basics
Military mindstate, locked in, cocked in, make
sure the mission is profitable
Ain't no mission impossib-ble
One phone call and my monsters'll go
Dump phones, hop in a Mazda and go
Fuck that, y'all stay, nigga, I'm finna go
You think you slick, boy, this crip (crip)
You ain't ready to take it where I'm finna go
Mafia rules, you makin' a mockery ( What?)
Me a monopoly, speak on my flow
My nigga, i'm moppin' 'em, slept on my floor
now niggas is copyin'
Niggas be opping through all of this opulence
Gave me a task, I conquer it
This ain't the time for ponderin'
You niggas is slanderin'
This real shit, niggas be honorin' (oh God)
You lookin' for followers, and not watchin' my
niggas that's followin'
Nigga, fuck them likes, I'm yelling like, "What?
My niggas young problem"
Eastside, East up,nigga, Eminem, woke the
beast up
Let y'all ride,now a nigga want iy back like the
lease up
Think it's a game? You gon' see some'
Aint no peace you'll be missin' a piece of
Nigga popped off, now a sheet's on him
Mom all mad, kids all sad, damn, my bad
Send a few coins to the coroner
Please make it sweet for 'em
Nigga, i don't hop on tracks , I leap on 'em
In the field with the cleats on 'em
Steve Job of the cannabis mob
In due time niggas know it be mine
Suge knew I'd go platinum the minute I
Signed
If you're lookin' for the facts, I'm the nigga to find
Young nigga sold crack in the middle of Pine
In the face of this crippin'
Long Beach, these seas is different
Four man with the put on
Still gettin' bread with the niggas I put on,
yeah, yeah
I put my hood on , shit got cold, i put my hood
on, yeah,yeah
Marshall and Calvin, both from the gutters
like public housin'
Now we're performin' for hundreds of
thousands
Wearin' no makeup, but we still be clownin',
motherfuckers
Put your doobies high if you reside in 213
Let's see them blunts raised (brr)
Whether you Eastside or Westside of the 313
Let's see them guns blaze (brr,brr,brr)
My Detroit niggas vers' everybody
My Long Beach niggas vers' everybody
My Detroit niggas leave with a body
My Long Beach niggas shoot up the party
This probably should've happened a while a while
ago
Fuck it, we're here now though let's go
Yo, Snoop (oh,man)
Yo, let me see, let me see them buds (i can't
even see my paper, man)
Man, that shit the size of my hand, dog
(That shit's gon' make me relapse) the fuck ?
the Doggy (where?)
In Californi' cause my homie from Long
Beach
Always got that bomb weed, (that's why) i
feel a calm breeze (yeah)
Every time I palm trees (get it), just like that
blonde bleach
(yeah), Calvin's turnin' me into a zombie
'Cause these buds are like the Hulk, they're
twice the size that his arm be (grr)
And that is some strong green (strong green)
Gotta contract, my contract lenses are foggy
I might end up in Walgreens (yeah) pharmacy
With my arm asleep , gone off lean mixed
with Dramamine
Pinball machine (ping, ping, ping)
Bouncing balls off her tonsils
If y'all are seekin' the smoke, I got all the
weed
I am a walking motherfuckin' marijuana leaf
And I'm here to stay
hearing aid ( What?)
Still wearing Hanes T-shirts, I done bodied
some features with legendary names (yeah)
Was there when Dre turned The Chronic to
monetary gain (woo)
marijuana
'Cause like marriage, you wanna mary Jane
it's like you and Spider-Man feel the very.
same (yeah)
degenerates are my lineage
And when it come to pockets, weren't many
If any as, skinny as mine, bitch, I was
Penniless
Now i'm plenty rich, and this shit dont make
any sense (yeah)
I was in the motherfuckin' pinch like a titty
twist
Now i'm sitting as a pretty as each penny is while i'm penning this in the lab on you
guinea pigs
semi
And when i pull the big guns out that trigger
Pull it until the motherfuckin' shit runs out of
bullets
Somebody better call a ambulance (woo)
You live, it'll be miraculous
I got more hits than a contract killer
(What?)
Other words, i don't got no goddamn fillers
(Woo)
Mount Westmore, you did not plan for this
(nah)
From Detroit all the way to Los Angeles
(haha,yeah)
Let's see them blunts raised (brr)
Whether you Eastside or Westside of 313
Let's see them guns blaze(brr,brr,brr)
Make money moves like The Matrix
Make more mount motivation
Rull up, more meditation
Wanna stick to the basics
Military mindstate, locked in, cocked in, make
sure the mission is profitable
Ain't no mission impossib-ble
Dump phones, hop in a Mazda and go
Fuck that, y'all stay, nigga, I'm finna go
You think you slick, boy, this crip (crip)
Mafia rules, you makin' a mockery ( What?)
Me a monopoly, speak on my flow
My nigga, i'm moppin' 'em, slept on my floor
now niggas is copyin'
Gave me a task, I conquer it
This ain't the time for ponderin'
You niggas is slanderin'
This real shit, niggas be honorin' (oh God)
You lookin' for followers, and not watchin' my
niggas that's followin'
My niggas young problem"
Eastside, East up,nigga, Eminem, woke the
beast up
Let y'all ride,now a nigga want iy back like the
lease up
Aint no peace you'll be missin' a piece of
Nigga popped off, now a sheet's on him
Mom all mad, kids all sad, damn, my bad
Send a few coins to the coroner
Please make it sweet for 'em
Nigga, i don't hop on tracks , I leap on 'em
In the field with the cleats on 'em
In due time niggas know it be mine
Suge knew I'd go platinum the minute I
Signed
If you're lookin' for the facts, I'm the nigga to find
Young nigga sold crack in the middle of Pine
In the face of this crippin'
Long Beach, these seas is different
Four man with the put on
Still gettin' bread with the niggas I put on,
yeah, yeah
on, yeah,yeah
Marshall and Calvin, both from the gutters
like public housin'
Now we're performin' for hundreds of
thousands
Wearin' no makeup, but we still be clownin',
motherfuckers
Let's see them blunts raised (brr)
Whether you Eastside or Westside of the 313
Let's see them guns blaze (brr,brr,brr)
My Detroit niggas vers' everybody
My Long Beach niggas vers' everybody
My Detroit niggas leave with a body
My Long Beach niggas shoot up the party
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