Nate Dogg feat. Ludacris lyrics
Nate Dogg feat. Ludacris lyrics
"Real Pimp Lyrics"
Ante Up Lyrics
It's 9 o'clock, time to go Ante up for some blow Shit time is here, throw in some cash Shit time is now, time for the crash Pale white face, nose is bleeding One line to go Roll the
It's 9 o'clock, time to go Ante up for some blow Shit time is here, throw in some cash Shit time is now, time for the crash Pale white face, nose is bleeding One line to go Roll the
Nate Dogg feat. Ludacris
Real Pimp
And I love the way the ladies shake that thang
From a real G-A-N-G
And the haters know this Dogg Pound Gangsta gang
Nigga you can't fuck with me
From the jump I told you I cannot be faded
Never been no mystery
Never took no shit and always got my thang
[Nate Dogg]
Let me teach you the game man, homie wit' this
When he rockin' ya brain man, gimm
DO WAH DIDDY Lyrics
Hello party people ? put your hands now in the air and sing now with me There she was just a walking down the street Singing Do Wah Diddy Diddy Dam Diddy Do Come on ? one more time There she w
e a visitHello party people ? put your hands now in the air and sing now with me There she was just a walking down the street Singing Do Wah Diddy Diddy Dam Diddy Do Come on ? one more time There she w
Let me show you the ropes loc, would she be missin'
Goin' to smoke you some endo, we keep it pimpin'
Niggaz playin' that hate game, we keep it pimpin'
Niggaz movin' that weight man, we keep it pimpin'
Bitches shakin' that thang man, we keep it pimpin'
Got one comin' wit' me man, I got love
I got love for my niggaz who be watchin' my back
No I ain't got love for hoes who play them games
You can check my gangs
Coming Home Lyrics
I've wandered far away from God Now I'm coming home The paths of sin too long I've trod Lord, I'm coming home I've wasted many precious years Now I'm coming home I repent with bitter tears<
ta filesI've wandered far away from God Now I'm coming home The paths of sin too long I've trod Lord, I'm coming home I've wasted many precious years Now I'm coming home I repent with bitter tears<
I been putting in work since 1985
Got an angel by my side
All my demons always beggin' me to ride
[Ludacris]
Uh, now ever since ruffles had ridges, Luda's had bitches
Pimp, get more gums then baby pictures
Menages wit sistas, veins poppin' out like shimp, lobster
A-Town mobster, garage full of 6's, what can I say?
If something don't smell right, what can I spray?
Tec-9 incense, say for instance
Now You're Mine Lyrics
Guru: Yo Duke, you're dead wrong You'll never have the skills like mine I write the ill type rhymes Now I'm reaching my prime 360 dunk in your face You can't compete, you're just a b
Guru: Yo Duke, you're dead wrong You'll never have the skills like mine I write the ill type rhymes Now I'm reaching my prime 360 dunk in your face You can't compete, you're just a b
See you in the distance, hit 'em in an instant
We so crummy, countin' mo' money
But stay strapped up like crash test dummies
Put 3 to ya tummy, 2 to ya throat
And bulletproof cars, we ride like the pope
Just in case, you don't make it home
You better super glue grip the chrome
'Cause you was talkin' that yap and got put in the bed
Now it's a frog in ya throat like Ms. Piggy givin' head
[Chorus]