Hey OG, could you tell how to find some good weed I need it homie oh so fast That last bag was the best weed I've ever had Bass so deep, I can't even seem to feel my feet Girls so fine, I can't help it got to make this one mine I hit em with my, gangsta leans They can't separate my music from me Music and me [Repeat: x3] Music, my music and me Time does change, but the music it remains the same I hit em with the music from the slave Oh my goodness, what my ancestors gave I don't want to think I don't know They thought me how to reach deep down and touch the soul Without my music, where would I be You thought me how to cry and still remain a G You keep a lot of soldiers at ease And together the next next level proceed Music and me [Repeat: x3] Music, my music and me Music and me, go together perfect harmony Soft at mellow, oh so hearted to make your sweet kiss explode Stay with me, and together we will live out this dream My music and me Music and me [Repeat: x4] My music and me Music and me [Repeat: x4] My music and me Übersetzen in: Deutsch
One, two, three and to the four Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door Ready to make an entrance, so back on up ('Cause you know we're 'bout to rip shit up) Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baby Two loc'ed out niggas so we're crazy Death Row is the label that pays me Unfadeable, so please don't try to fade this (hell yeah) But, uh, back to the lecture at hand Perfection is perfected, so I'ma let 'em understand From a young G's perspective And before me dig out a bitch I have to find a contraceptive You never know, she could be earnin' her man And learnin' her man, and at the same time burnin' her man Now you know I ain't with that shit, Lieutenant Ain't no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it (Yeah) And that's realer than Real-Deal Holyfield And now you hookers and hoes know how I feel Well if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk I'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff Fallin' back on that ass with a hellified gangsta lean Gettin' funky on the mic like a old batch of collard greens It's the capital S, oh yes I'm fresh, N double-O P D O double-G Y, D O double-G, ya see Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic Pimpin' hoes and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolomite Yeah, and it don't quit I think they in the mood for some motherfuckin' G shit (hell yeah) So, Dre (what up Dog?) Gotta give 'em what they want (what's that, G?) We gotta break 'em off somethin' (hell yeah) And it's gotta be bumpin' (city of Compton)
Hey OG, could you tell me how to find some good weed I need it, homie, oh so bad That last bag was the best weed I ever had Bass so deep, I can't even seem to feel my feet Girls so fine, I can't help it, got to make this one mine I hit 'em with my gangsta lean They can't separate my music from me Music and me Music and me Music and me Music, my music and me Time does change, but the music it remains the same I hit 'em with the music from the slaves Oh my goodness, what my ancestors gave I don't want you to think I don't know They taught me how to reach deep down and touch the soul Without my music, where would I be? You taught me how to cry and still remain a G You keep a lot of soldiers at ease And together, the next level we'll see My music and me Music and me Music and me Music and me Music and me My music and me Music and me Go together, perfect harmony Soft and mellow Or so hard it'll make your speakers explode Stay with me And together we will live out this dream My music and me Music and me Music and me Music and me Music and me My music and me Music and me Music and me Music and me Music and me My music and me
Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex We in that sunshine state with a bomb ass hemp beat The state where ya never find a dance floor empty And pimps be on a mission for them greens Lean mean money-makin-machines servin fiends I been in the game for ten years makin rap tunes Ever since honeys was wearin sassoon Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me Diamonds shinin lookin like I robbed Liberace It's all good, from Diego to tha Bay Your city is tha bomb if your city makin pay Throw up a finger if ya feel the same way Dre puttin it down for Californ-i-a Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it mama Shake it Cali Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it shake it shake it... Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin Fiendin for money and alcohol The life of a west side playa where cowards die Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die In L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (that's right) Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do Flossin but have caution we collide with other crews Famous cause we program worldwide Let'em recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans Bumpin and grindin like a slow jam, it's west side So you know the row won't bow down to no man Say what you say But give me that bomb beat from Dre Let me serenade the streets of L.A. From Oakland to Sacktown The Bay Area and back down Cali is where they put they mack down Give me love! Now make it shake... Uh, yeah, uh, longbeach in tha house, uh yeah Oaktown, Oakland definately in tha house hahaha Frisko, Frisko Hey, you know LA is up in this Pasadena, where you at Yeah, Inglewood, Inglewood always up to no good even Hollywood tryin to get a piece baby Sacramento, sacramento where ya at? yeah Throw it up y'all, throw it up, Throw it up Let's show these fools how we do this on that west side Cause you and I know it's tha best side Yeah, That's riight West coast, west coast
1st. Verse..🎙🎶Yo, hit them with tha bang, bang boogie now days only Munch on those Organic Oatmeal peanut butter cookies ;Grew up on that Long Beach 🏝 Taff Dogg pull all fine Ass Hotties, Nate always drinks 🍸 up most of the Bacardi ; damn it🥴Jandro always stays fly “ sky High “ rocking my Nipsey Blue Dodger Town Jersey; true banded bandit’s
heyy og sag bist du am start für ein bissen weed ein 20. reicht und ich bin high fress kiks 2 minus nur für mich ganz allein nein vorbei komm langsam down ein letztes mal ab von vorn fang an zu baun Alles dreht nur um ein weed und ich mein weed und ich
Nowadays hip hop is so washed up I got one shot so I'mma live it I'ma boss up I'm getting everything that I promised myself cuz I did it for self-love the City they show me love when I'm riding through the city on dubs I'm moving up way above my category of women went from dating tens to dubs and i always kept it real from the jump they told me i couldent do it they looked at me so dumb now look what my lifes become I did this shit ä all for fun write a song while I'm smoking a blunt remember times I couldn't trust no one all the pain that I felt back then got me feeling so numb Dont fell pain now
bracho přines mi jsem dobrej weed flašky otevírám dneska se jdeme rozbit žádný píčoviny Dneska nejdem ulitnout Jedinej kdo ulitava je ten kdo je doma dilino flašky na středu a ve 3 rano studio Frajerka mimo s toho že se jí tu nalilo Nechápala že je tady snama naše hudba žije do dalšího rána otevírám flašku dávám Panaka Hnedka za ním další more mě to láká Naše party jdem.se bavit Semnou čundy Piju flašky Moje hudba 4 gramy Mikrofon Subofer a bendy
If thats what it is can you do "I don't like yo dream about getting paid🤔?....I know its easy since you did say you cut and pasted the pieces...you just have to listen. HMU when you do im sure it will be One of your best work.
This beat is timeless.
This is Amazing
Hey OG, could you tell how to find some good weed
I need it homie oh so fast
That last bag was the best weed I've ever had
Bass so deep, I can't even seem to feel my feet
Girls so fine, I can't help it got to make this one mine
I hit em with my, gangsta leans
They can't separate my music from me
Music and me [Repeat: x3]
Music, my music and me
Time does change, but the music it remains the same
I hit em with the music from the slave
Oh my goodness, what my ancestors gave
I don't want to think I don't know
They thought me how to reach deep down and touch the soul
Without my music, where would I be
You thought me how to cry and still remain a G
You keep a lot of soldiers at ease
And together the next next level proceed
Music and me [Repeat: x3]
Music, my music and me
Music and me, go together perfect harmony
Soft at mellow, oh so hearted to make your sweet kiss explode
Stay with me, and together we will live out this dream
My music and me
Music and me [Repeat: x4]
My music and me
Music and me [Repeat: x4]
My music and me
Übersetzen in: Deutsch
How relaxing
You da man
The best son
One, two, three and to the four
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door
Ready to make an entrance, so back on up
('Cause you know we're 'bout to rip shit up)
Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble
Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble
Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baby
Two loc'ed out niggas so we're crazy
Death Row is the label that pays me
Unfadeable, so please don't try to fade this (hell yeah)
But, uh, back to the lecture at hand
Perfection is perfected, so I'ma let 'em understand
From a young G's perspective
And before me dig out a bitch I have to find a contraceptive
You never know, she could be earnin' her man
And learnin' her man, and at the same time burnin' her man
Now you know I ain't with that shit, Lieutenant
Ain't no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it
(Yeah) And that's realer than Real-Deal Holyfield
And now you hookers and hoes know how I feel
Well if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk
I'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff Fallin' back on that ass with a hellified gangsta lean
Gettin' funky on the mic like a old batch of collard greens
It's the capital S, oh yes I'm fresh, N double-O P
D O double-G Y, D O double-G, ya see
Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolomite
Yeah, and it don't quit
I think they in the mood for some motherfuckin' G shit (hell yeah)
So, Dre (what up Dog?)
Gotta give 'em what they want (what's that, G?)
We gotta break 'em off somethin' (hell yeah)
And it's gotta be bumpin' (city of Compton)
When i heard that beat for the first time in 2002 i was crazy
Hey OG, could you tell me how to find some good weed
I need it, homie, oh so bad
That last bag was the best weed I ever had
Bass so deep, I can't even seem to feel my feet
Girls so fine, I can't help it, got to make this one mine
I hit 'em with my gangsta lean
They can't separate my music from me
Music and me
Music and me
Music and me
Music, my music and me
Time does change, but the music it remains the same
I hit 'em with the music from the slaves
Oh my goodness, what my ancestors gave
I don't want you to think I don't know
They taught me how to reach deep down and touch the soul
Without my music, where would I be?
You taught me how to cry and still remain a G
You keep a lot of soldiers at ease
And together, the next level we'll see
My music and me
Music and me
Music and me
Music and me
Music and me
My music and me
Music and me
Go together, perfect harmony
Soft and mellow
Or so hard it'll make your speakers explode
Stay with me
And together we will live out this dream
My music and me
Music and me
Music and me
Music and me
Music and me
My music and me
Music and me
Music and me
Music and me
Music and me
My music and me
Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west
A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness
The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest
Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
We in that sunshine state with a bomb ass hemp beat
The state where ya never find a dance floor empty
And pimps be on a mission for them greens
Lean mean money-makin-machines servin fiends
I been in the game for ten years makin rap tunes
Ever since honeys was wearin sassoon
Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me
Diamonds shinin lookin like I robbed Liberace
It's all good, from Diego to tha Bay
Your city is tha bomb if your city makin pay
Throw up a finger if ya feel the same way Dre puttin it down for
Californ-i-a
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it mama
Shake it Cali
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it shake it shake it...
Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin
Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin
Fiendin for money and alcohol
The life of a west side playa where cowards die
Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die
In L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (that's right)
Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do
Flossin but have caution we collide with other crews
Famous cause we program worldwide
Let'em recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans
Bumpin and grindin like a slow jam, it's west side
So you know the row won't bow down to no man
Say what you say
But give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of L.A.
From Oakland to Sacktown
The Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put they mack down
Give me love!
Now make it shake...
Uh, yeah, uh, longbeach in tha house, uh yeah
Oaktown, Oakland definately in tha house hahaha
Frisko, Frisko
Hey, you know LA is up in this
Pasadena, where you at
Yeah, Inglewood, Inglewood always up to no good
even Hollywood tryin to get a piece baby
Sacramento, sacramento where ya at? yeah
Throw it up y'all, throw it up, Throw it up
Let's show these fools how we do this on that west side
Cause you and I know it's tha best side
Yeah, That's riight
West coast, west coast
1st. Verse..🎙🎶Yo, hit them with tha bang, bang boogie now days only Munch on those Organic Oatmeal peanut butter cookies ;Grew up on that Long Beach 🏝 Taff Dogg pull all fine Ass Hotties, Nate always drinks 🍸 up most of the Bacardi ; damn it🥴Jandro always stays fly “ sky High “ rocking my Nipsey Blue Dodger Town Jersey; true banded bandit’s
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heyy og sag bist du am start für ein bissen weed ein 20. reicht und ich bin high fress kiks 2 minus nur für mich ganz allein nein vorbei komm langsam down ein letztes mal ab von vorn fang an zu baun Alles dreht nur um ein weed und ich mein weed und ich
Nowadays hip hop is so washed up I got one shot so I'mma live it I'ma boss up I'm getting everything that I promised myself cuz I did it for self-love the City they show me love when I'm riding through the city on dubs I'm moving up way above my category of women went from dating tens to dubs and i always kept it real from the jump they told me i couldent do it they looked at me so dumb now look what my lifes become I did this shit ä all for fun write a song while I'm smoking a blunt remember times I couldn't trust no one all the pain that I felt back then got me feeling so numb
Dont fell pain now
bracho přines mi jsem dobrej weed
flašky otevírám dneska se jdeme rozbit
žádný píčoviny
Dneska nejdem ulitnout
Jedinej kdo ulitava je ten kdo je doma dilino
flašky na středu a ve 3 rano studio
Frajerka mimo s toho že se jí tu nalilo
Nechápala že je tady snama
naše hudba žije do dalšího rána
otevírám flašku dávám Panaka
Hnedka za ním další more mě to láká
Naše party
jdem.se bavit
Semnou čundy
Piju flašky
Moje hudba
4 gramy
Mikrofon
Subofer a bendy
Sounds like you just looped the intro over and over 😂😋😂
Nah g I gt th actual song grabbed the peices and placed everyone in order
If thats what it is can you do "I don't like yo dream about getting paid🤔?....I know its easy since you did say you cut and pasted the pieces...you just have to listen. HMU when you do im sure it will be One of your best work.
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