Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Better Quit, artist - SouthSide's Most WantedDate of issue: 02.05.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Better Quit |
| I’m in the crime lab, see hm |
| Can I talk to y’all? |
| Hi Power shit man |
| See, when you doin' something for a long time you get good at it |
| Come on okay, baby you got your shoes on? |
| Because we finna get out here in Pomona |
| And dip down low and we gonna get our groove on |
| I’m in the studio with Capone-E and Criminal |
| It’s like that homeboy, so subliminal |
| Shooting pool smoking big big blunts |
| Like that motherfucker having real big fun |
| And Suga Free burning candles of basketball |
| Coming smooth like that I ain’t wit y’all |
| Thought I was gone, nigga I’m right back here |
| Nigga on the microphone |
| Spittin' dope shit, P-Town |
| Pomona west 30 minutes from L.A. and we the best |
| Haha fairplex dippin' in a trey |
| Third wheel in the sky with a slab |
| Suga Free nigga came right back |
| Smell my muthafucking finger |
| Nigga this a jack |
| You better quit fucking with me |
| What have I done to you or of you |
| Suga Free |
| You better quit fucking with me |
| I’m on medication, and I’ll get you hiiigh |
| I’m straight dippin' through the streets of California in the summertime |
| Still repping the west coast, Hi Power southern side |
| That’s how we do it in the west |
| All day long smoking on the bomb no stress |
| And I’m rolling through the P-Town |
| Got the top drop rolling with the beat loud |
| That’s how it goes in California |
| My homie Suga Free is pimping hoes in California |
| They say it never rains, it never snows in California |
| The homies gang bang that’s how it goes in California |
| And hustlers still be making that money man |
| Slanging bundles of that crystal, Mary Jane and that cocaine |
| Everybody making their profits |
| And the one times tripping but they still can’t stop it |
| Still got the Glock in my pocket |
| West coast pop lockin |
| Cali still keeping it popping |
| Tell me if you wanna ride with a G |
| Take a trip out to the big bad Cali |
| It’s H-P-G till the day I D-I-E |
| Making money everyday smoking weed |
| Fuck a freestyle I don’t bust for free |
| Suga Free sing the hook for me |
| You better quit fucking with me |
| What have I done to you or of you |
| Suga Free |
| You better quit fucking with me |
| I’m on medication, and I’ll get you hiiigh |
| Let me talk to em Free |
| That’s right homie |
| That’s how it goes down |
| From Silverlake to the P-Town |
| Making motherfuckers bow down, to the west |
| The W-S, where the sun sets homie |
| It’s California the west side |
| Haha that’s right homie |
| switch to this shit |
| Hood rats do your thang |
| Homie gang bangin' lowriden |
| Cruising Sunday nights |
| Rolling with your lady |
| Whatever it’s all good homie |
| Suga Free — Mr. Criminal |
| It was destined to be |
| Some of that west coast flavor you can bump in your trunk homie |
| Props to the homie Sovan aka So-vizzle |
| Sick ass muthafucking track you hear right here |
| 2009 shit, only the strong survive |