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Intro For Roger (Live)
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DJ Quik
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The stuff I've seen, it was inevitable, I'll be a businessman I even know that I would get resistance whenever I took the stand Now, this is how your street works, everybody hates each other Until they in each others' face Then they be cousins, brothers and loved ones It's all just a race To see who grab the most nuts and get back to the house in one place You n***as wanna be on squirrel time, I'm on around the world time 'Til I gotta comе back from court, talk to my kids and they're fine This is my intro I talk to Chingy, comin' blingy this timе Showin' off my hands and reach out and showin' you my mind This is for Roger Troutman, he helped me when I was so blind To see a time, might freak out on me at an opportune time I shoulda seen it comin' n***as tryna talk me outta this sh*t (What?) I'm tryna put this n***a outta this b*t*h (Ooh) He f**kin' with my chips, I gotta resist (What?) I'm tryna put this n***a outta this b*t*h (Oh) n***as tryna talk me outta this sh*t (What?) I'm tryna put this hooker outta this b*t*h (Ooh) She f**kin' with my chips, I gotta resist (What?) I'm tryna put this hooker out I live in Los Angeles, California It's the most beautiful sunset 'til cowards run up on ya And then it's curtains You hurtin' from what your mouth been done blurtin' Where you don't love who you squirtin' 'cause she just might be workin' I ain't scared of a f**kin' thing, I'ma ride it for certain Check the homies with self esteem problems, give 'em some Jergens b*t*h problems leak into love for the homies Leak into something for the homie, leak into drugs Now he just be lurkin' My best friend's dead, my heart is a stone My soul ain't even mine to own, they say it's a loan And I feel sorry for any n***a that diss me in song I'm pullin' with pistols, pistols and crystals, you gone It's premeditated Now n***as tryna talk me outta this sh*t (What?) I'm tryna put this n***a outta this b*t*h (Ooh) He f**kin' with my chips, I gotta resist (What?) I'm tryna pimp this n***a outta this b*t*h (Oh) n***as tryna talk me outta this sh*t (What?) I'm tryna put this hooker outta this b*t*h (Oh) She f**kin' with my chips, I gotta resist (What?) I'm tryna put this hooker out Now, when I say "Hollywood" y'all say "Cali" Holllywood (Cali), Hollywood (Cali) When I say "Westside" y'all say "Eastside" Westside (Eastside), Westside (Eastside) When I say "Gangstas" y'all say "Killas" Gangstas (Killas), Gangstas (Killas) When I say "Hip-Hop" y'all say "Don't Stop" Hip-Hop (Don't Stop), Hip-Hop (Don't Stop)
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