| Xxplosive, West coast shit
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| My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back
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| Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm
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| Now I’m saying «Thank you» 'cause they tell me my shit’s the bomb
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| Xxplosive
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| For my niggas drinking Cognac, smoking weed, always pack
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| More than one firearm, chrome rims, riding on
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| Chronic in your system, let me know my shit’s the bomb
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| Xxplosive
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| West Coast shit, nigga
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| Over-dosage, imperial pistols ferocious
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| Fuck a bitch, don’t tease, bitch, striptease, bitch
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| Eat a bowl of these, bitch, gobble a dick
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| Hoes forgot to eat a dick and shut the fuck up (Fuck up, bitch)
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| Gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up. |
| and get my cash (Cash)
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| Backhanded, pimp-slapped 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 a plush, six-deuce Impala
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| Pimping hoes from Texas to Guatemala
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| Bitch niggas pay for hoes (Hoes) just to lay with hoes (Hoes)
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| Relax one night and pay to stay with hoes (Hoes)
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| Captain Save-'Em-All-Day (Bitch), well, save this dick
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| Bitch nigga, you more of a bitch than a bitch
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| You ain’t into hittin' pussy or hittin' a switch
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| You into hitting bitches all for the grip, you punk bitch
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| All my real dogs still kick it with me
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| All my down hoes still tricking with me
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| All the true gangstas know
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| Nate ain’t never love no ho
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| All the hoodrats still shake it for me
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| All my true fans still checking for me
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| All the real smokers know
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| Nate ain’t passing nothing' but dro
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| Indeed
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| Real trees
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| Chronic leaves
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| No seeds
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| When I met you last night, baby
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| Before I blew your mind (Blew, blew, blew your mind)
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| I thought we had a chance, lady
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| No more—now that I’m sober, you ain’t that fine, mm-mm
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| Don’t wanna treat you wrong
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| Don’t wanna lead you on
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| Here, baby, hit the bong
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| While the West Coast rolls along
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| (While we) Still making gangsta hits
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| (You be) Still jockin' gangsta dicks
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| Damn, girl, you think you’re slick?
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| Somebody better get this bitch, this bitch
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| I got these freaky hoes 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
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| 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 bona fide pro, I had to grab the ho
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| She got freaky in your sixty-four, I skeeted in her throat
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| Been knowin' the ho for four days, pimpery 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 Mo'
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| They be beeping me and shit, but we don’t kick it no more
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| Them hot hoes is fiending, they on the nuts
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| But bitch, I’m out your pussy when I nut, for real
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| Xxplosive! |