This Is The Shack
Mr. President, hey, this is the G Child, spacekateers
I'm back, baby, yes, I'm back
And Mr. President, you're not chillin' in the house, baby
You're not chillin' in the house
Ya know why? Huh? Huh? Should I tell ya?
You know why? Yeah, 'cause ya, ya, ya, ya chilli'n in the shack beeyatch!
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
It's ya muthafuckin' third letter of ya alphabet
Put Knight at the individ', it's a nigga you can't get with
Funky styles, I be showin' niggas
I be blowin' niggas straight out they socks, because
The Dove Shack is comin' more twisted than dreadlocks
Now plot on the shack if you wanna
But if you get caught slippin', we will be dippin'
Down your block, just to street sweep your spot, nigga
But you can still follow along, grab a hold of my nut sack
Because I've got the doja
Oh, I haven't told ya much love to my nigga Warren
He's a G, hook me, now I'm gettin' funky
I'm chillin' with my feet up on the table in the shack
With my revolver, problem solver
Waitin' for a nigga to fuck with this
So, I can let his ass know who he is
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
It's the nigga 2 Scoops, the Long Beach Eastsider
Niggas start to duck when I come 'cause I'm a ridah
So, I suggest you get the 411 on the shack
We peelin' caps to the front, then we peel 'em back
Approachin' the wrong way, with no delay I blast your ass
Draw for the gat, but the Scoop is much faster
You can't miss me with that, step in my path
I let the AK ripper cut that ass in half
I dwells, I bells, in the LBC, the real menace to society
Packin' up alrighty
A flow, but watch the one I used to abuse this track
We in front of that ass and you still can't see the shack
So pack up your gear and run and hide
(And pass the doja to the left-hand side)
We comin' like that, it ain't no love for no rat
I guess that's how we act when we chillin' in the shack
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
As you enter into the zone called the G Funk (now relax)
Here a lie a war with the west (Dove Shack)
Kicks it is a know 'em, rip 'em will be torn
Dip it as we flip it, wicked with the Warren G child
See styles, meanwhile freestyles have been rendered
I see the door of your mind, may I enter?
I knock and I promise I won't hurt you
The definition of G Funk is just something to like swerve
To something to smoke herb, to sunk, we and we serve
Get with the dope herb, take a tall kid beat the loccness
Lessons will be taught before caught in the shuffle
Flexin' all the muscle, livin' large is fuckin' rustle
I'm Simmons, I'm Robin, like givin'
I know you love this funky style out this world, make your head twirl
Hear the less, now play the squirrel as you earl on the track
Who am I Bo Roc from The Dove Shack
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
I'm back, baby, yes, I'm back
And Mr. President, you're not chillin' in the house, baby
You're not chillin' in the house
Ya know why? Huh? Huh? Should I tell ya?
You know why? Yeah, 'cause ya, ya, ya, ya chilli'n in the shack beeyatch!
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
It's ya muthafuckin' third letter of ya alphabet
Put Knight at the individ', it's a nigga you can't get with
Funky styles, I be showin' niggas
I be blowin' niggas straight out they socks, because
The Dove Shack is comin' more twisted than dreadlocks
Now plot on the shack if you wanna
But if you get caught slippin', we will be dippin'
Down your block, just to street sweep your spot, nigga
But you can still follow along, grab a hold of my nut sack
Because I've got the doja
Oh, I haven't told ya much love to my nigga Warren
He's a G, hook me, now I'm gettin' funky
I'm chillin' with my feet up on the table in the shack
With my revolver, problem solver
Waitin' for a nigga to fuck with this
So, I can let his ass know who he is
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
It's the nigga 2 Scoops, the Long Beach Eastsider
Niggas start to duck when I come 'cause I'm a ridah
So, I suggest you get the 411 on the shack
We peelin' caps to the front, then we peel 'em back
Approachin' the wrong way, with no delay I blast your ass
Draw for the gat, but the Scoop is much faster
You can't miss me with that, step in my path
I let the AK ripper cut that ass in half
I dwells, I bells, in the LBC, the real menace to society
Packin' up alrighty
A flow, but watch the one I used to abuse this track
We in front of that ass and you still can't see the shack
So pack up your gear and run and hide
(And pass the doja to the left-hand side)
We comin' like that, it ain't no love for no rat
I guess that's how we act when we chillin' in the shack
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
As you enter into the zone called the G Funk (now relax)
Here a lie a war with the west (Dove Shack)
Kicks it is a know 'em, rip 'em will be torn
Dip it as we flip it, wicked with the Warren G child
See styles, meanwhile freestyles have been rendered
I see the door of your mind, may I enter?
I knock and I promise I won't hurt you
The definition of G Funk is just something to like swerve
To something to smoke herb, to sunk, we and we serve
Get with the dope herb, take a tall kid beat the loccness
Lessons will be taught before caught in the shuffle
Flexin' all the muscle, livin' large is fuckin' rustle
I'm Simmons, I'm Robin, like givin'
I know you love this funky style out this world, make your head twirl
Hear the less, now play the squirrel as you earl on the track
Who am I Bo Roc from The Dove Shack
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
Credits
Writer(s): Gary Victor Brown, Warren Iii Griffin, Arnez L Blount, Mark J E Makonie
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