Translation: Watts, Isaac. How Long, O Lord, Shall I Complain.
Baby, this is your last dance, you know how you do it There's no nigga like you And there'll never be another nigga like you Put your foot on these motherfuckers
walk and talk Strollin with a slight limp Flyer than any big city pimp [ ROUND 1: Shaquel Shabazz ] Gold, girls, cold cash On the mic Shaquel Shabazz Supreme, the Lord, the G-o
Yeah, now that you got me feeling, high to Heaven, knows Tight as the pussy holes, so, Lord knows It stick to your X-O, them hoes to freak shows You know how
Obi, I'm moppin the floors With them, I keep tryna pass it, but they keep on droppin' the torch And it won't be, long 'til this sport is O V E R, just
It took a long time sittin' in your one and only Niggas said they comin' in a month or so But they run though, how they really want it Want all the rain
composition Feeling relentless fucking up gun condition Mo murda competition How many niggas on the front line Ready for whateva my nigga wid yo tech nine? Nigga disrespect mine How
get P.O.D.'ded Let's all get lifted Split the swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty Now, I've been smokin' out all day long P.O.D. in the back of Krayzie's Caddy How
my clothes.. This is redicated to niggas that flips O's. Chorus Ayo come to Garcon.. Y saunt lauran You ever seen the hard bottoms on a long vauze
closed Ralph goes "Rasheed" and I be saying "Boo!" Bitches welcome back Common with the "Oooh oooh ooh" And this is how I wreck it, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo This is how
' Sega in the wide body Blazer [Coolio] I shot dice with a preacher and drank yak with a pastor, So I see myself and I know, my own Lord and master,
point guard, she hit the joint hard Oh wee oh Lord, she don't want no more Cutlass is 4 door, stash for the 4 4 Smokes 144, what dem O's go for Like
I should die before I wake With my hands gripped Praise the Lord shit, our Father If I should die before I wake With my hands gripped Praise the Lord
cuts, lookin' for cops I kept on runnin' for three years too mutha fuckin' long And had to cope wit' everythang that went wrong I got the Lord in my
strong when nobody's on his side Girl, (girl) Me and the Lords been friends for a mighty long time (such a mighty long time, such a mighty long time
my song O Lord, I must have waited all night long! The joint was packed and it looked like a jungle, I felt at home, there goes my song S! o I hit
every demon and snakes that make even Feds steamin' Even though my star gleamin', man, my life ain't trouble-free Homey, take it from me, Snoopy D O