220 (feat. Goldie Loc)
220 get dressed up, jumped on a boat
Fuck with my locs
Breakin' the bread
220 on the boat, here's a toast to my folks
It's a holiday, Crip, I'ma fuck with my locs
Get dressed, so fresh, big S on my chest
Now I'm feelin' [?], yellow Steeler shirt
501's with the Stacy Adams tips
Picture a room full of Long Beach 20 Crips
Doin' this, who in this? You in this? We in this bitch
Wish the dead homeboys was seein' this shit
Neither, none, best 20 minutes or less
It's a C-Walk contest, who do it the best?
Right your set with the feet, skip along to the beat
Represent your shit and bang out your street
For real though, king of the hill though
Run up on a nigga, you get popped like a pill yo
See I'm a dub motherfucker, and all y'all know
So if you're with it, let's get it 432-O, come on
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
I got my 'do dirt' locs on, you better leave them gloves alone
Popped up on them blocks, [?]
15s rumblin', carvin' up the concrete
I go back like G-Man and SA double G, yeah
Doggie Dogg scooped a nigga up a long time ago
And said, "We gotta do this for the big 2-O", you know
Let's slap some dominos, and crack some bitches, cuh
Catch me yellin' out (what?) Trick, I been the dub
This a hood day, nigga what a good day
Where them homies, hit him and tell him let's parlae
Never outta [?] with I keep the line open
Meditatin', contemplatin' the way we grind on em'
Big [?] always told me always keep my crippin' tight
This one goes out to [?], cuh, 20 crip for life
Never ever will I switch up
My colors black and gold, all the homies throw your dubs up
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
Fuck with my locs
Breakin' the bread
220 on the boat, here's a toast to my folks
It's a holiday, Crip, I'ma fuck with my locs
Get dressed, so fresh, big S on my chest
Now I'm feelin' [?], yellow Steeler shirt
501's with the Stacy Adams tips
Picture a room full of Long Beach 20 Crips
Doin' this, who in this? You in this? We in this bitch
Wish the dead homeboys was seein' this shit
Neither, none, best 20 minutes or less
It's a C-Walk contest, who do it the best?
Right your set with the feet, skip along to the beat
Represent your shit and bang out your street
For real though, king of the hill though
Run up on a nigga, you get popped like a pill yo
See I'm a dub motherfucker, and all y'all know
So if you're with it, let's get it 432-O, come on
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
I got my 'do dirt' locs on, you better leave them gloves alone
Popped up on them blocks, [?]
15s rumblin', carvin' up the concrete
I go back like G-Man and SA double G, yeah
Doggie Dogg scooped a nigga up a long time ago
And said, "We gotta do this for the big 2-O", you know
Let's slap some dominos, and crack some bitches, cuh
Catch me yellin' out (what?) Trick, I been the dub
This a hood day, nigga what a good day
Where them homies, hit him and tell him let's parlae
Never outta [?] with I keep the line open
Meditatin', contemplatin' the way we grind on em'
Big [?] always told me always keep my crippin' tight
This one goes out to [?], cuh, 20 crip for life
Never ever will I switch up
My colors black and gold, all the homies throw your dubs up
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin'
Credits
Writer(s): Lamar Edwards, Calvin Cordazor Broadus
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