Bring It On (Feat. Suga Free, Kokane)

In these times of hate and pain We need a remedy to help us through the rain Can't you see I'm straight O Gin Old Chief Fuck you niggas think you can't fuck with me Oh come on Now that pimp is gonna jump back Bitch and fuck that Shit I'm qualify to knock a hoe no matter where ever I've go Excuse me partner this is pimpin little pimpin let you know Break the bitch you say I will Separate the bitch but you saying I will Damn nigga shit since you put it like that I'm about to lay some right now nigga And take them straight to the track I've never let a bitch pimp me Trying to tell me what to do but I'mma stay O G Fresh out the pen only 32 days 32 days And every bitch in a multiply ways Now it's a sick world Why did the little girl walk around with a gold fish in her pocket So she could smell like the big girl And check the one with the fast mouth Just get your money if you have to knock her motherfucking ass out I don't care whatcha do Long you don't fuck with mine You think you can't be touched Niggas disappear all the time Old Blue Eyes Dogg Sinatra Make a nigga disappear like Jimmy Hoffa The glock cocker ho hopper show stopper Watch your mouth watch your mouth I'll put you in a brick in a building And separate you from your children I stay G'd up All the G's from my set ain't never P C up If you hit the main line You gonna get stop Paying motherfuckers off cause sucka duck Me and my niggas go heart and pain Puttin paint where it ain't makin bitch niggas faint It's a clear blue sky there on the Eastside Throw your set up and wave it from side to c side I'm talking big shit holdin my dick Banging on you cuz nigga this crip I got so many tricks up my sleeve For you hoes to disbelieve You wanna bang let's bring it on We about thousand niggas strong I don't care whatcha you do Long you don't fuck with mine You think you can't be touched Niggas disappear all the time No I don't love you bitch you a hoe I never will Can't tell you my feelings cause the pimpin don't feel Bitch matter fact be gone Fuck around and have your Momma saying Baby he wrong Talking about he a real pimp Bitch is jumbo laced with the proper crop of jumbo shrimp Since I'm prepare with my hoe got it crackin with my hoe Study mackin with my hoe now I'm stackin with my hoe I pop a bottle of Mo About to model a hoe I'm working them serving breaking a You know Did the weed man get in Take it too long But when he get it dogg I'm taking us off Niggas know how D O double G does it Known for making that crip hop music don't abuse it Just ride to the rhythm of a pimp ass upper class cold mother fucker I don't care whatcha you do Long you don't fuck with mine You think you can't be touched Niggas disappear all the time I got so many tricks up my sleeve For you hoes to disbelieve You wanna bang let's bring it on We about thousand niggas strong