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[DJ Quik] I`m not ya one hit wonder And when you see me on the streets in a black jeep know I got the heat up under Not up under the seat, up under my cheek Like so close to me that when I move it squeaks I ain`t no big buff dude I`m a rap singer I exercise one muscle that`s my strap finger And I can`t call it how I see it no more `Cause these niggas`ll take ya words back and twist em` like a pretzel And these bitches be the same too Comin` with that sob story crocodile tears trying to gang you And that`s exactly what the game do And if you ever get caught dirty with a nigga she gon` blame you So what in the hell you want to floss her for? It`s supposed to be bout` what a baller nigga cost that ho (yeah) You givin` a game of black eye in ya S-5 While you niggas kick back poppin` X you let that cuz` dry And that bitch supposed to carry her own car note (c`mon, yep) And don`t be going for that shit "I got a sore throat" (yeah) Give that bitch a couple of Sucrets (mmm hmm) Or give that that ho that application down on Vernon to that duplex (see ya)
[Chorus] (AMG) When I bump on this trouble Niggas gettin` big money on the double Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn Gettin` rich bitch is the only concern
When I bump on this trouble Niggas gettin` big money on the double Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn Gettin` rich bitch is the only concern The only concern
[AMG] Bitch you get fucked, can`t suck but you want a nigga with a million bucks A 5-double-0 and a Rover truck I bend `em all over `til I know they stuck Want to tell your friends that you fucked with A But how many dicks did ya suck today? Do we play ball? Do we move that weight? All I got for a motherfuckin ho is hate Bitch want to get drunk and high Point that booty on to the sky Square ass bitch go bake a pie Get a tattoo of a dick in ya eye Want to be flied call Continental (bitch) The Benz ain`t a rental Sippin` on shit that ya can`t pronounce Ho quit staring at my bank account
[Chorus] (AMG) When I bump on this trouble Niggas gettin` big money on the double Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn Gettin` rich bitch is the only concern
[DJ Quik] I`m the bomb bitch, I`m seizing P the reason you know `Cause pimpin`ll have you seeing me with a bad ass ho Legendary my name Secondary you came And you won`t see me stop making hits `till I walk with a cane Still 5`11", 6 feet with shoes Compton, OG nigga givin` niggas the blues Etched in stone, makin` yo bitch fetch the bone I`m calling the cops punk motherfuckers catch the phone The walkie talkie, the 2-way and all of the above Nightstick up yo ass `til we all see blood Fuck ya, I`m a cop too (what?) I`m a cop me a kilo of yay and try to get it crackin` like it`s `82 (ahh yeah) With Monte Carlos and European firms cop them El Co`s on that gold lace Dippin` round the whole place (whole place) Fuck a 6-pack nigga cop the whole case (whole case) And when them marks come nigga crack they whole face The way my glock cock keep a niggas full got him spittin` like that pitcher from the KC Royals Socked the P.D., haters R.I.P. Very sincerely yours Quik nigga please
[Chorus] (AMG) When I bump on this trouble Niggas gettin` big money on the double Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn Gettin` rich bitch is the only concern
When I bump on this trouble Niggas gettin` big money on the double Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn Gettin` rich bitch is the only concern The only concern
When I bump on this trouble Niggas gettin` big money on the double Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn Gettin` rich bitch is the only concern
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