As I travel this lonely gangster road Just me and my negroes We still got bomb hydro We just double independent And the night falls that's when young girls go home Big girls put on small clothes A party we will throw A party we will throw now Yeah, all I need is the chronic to keep me fit A bad bitch, a project apartment and 2 pits Red chucks, a red Bic to keep my kush lit Thank god for what I get but never really needed shit I'm a hustler nigga, that's how I got this red Bentley Slay the competition and told them that Dre sent me Walk through the smoke like, "what up loc" Cause Warren got that bomb that kind that make me choke We gonna twist up 8 for Nate, blow the smoke through the clouds In hopes that it reaches the pearly gates Now, how many niggas wanna throw up a dub And be surrounded by the baddest bitches up in the club, yeah It's the 'math blood, sixes on the ave cuz Phantom got your girl pussy wetter than my bathtub Fuck her all night, wake her up at 6 Lil mama grab your shit, get ghost As I travel this lonely gangster road Just me and my negroes We still got bomb hydro We just double independent And the night falls that's when young girls go home Big girls put on small clothes A party we will throw A party we will throw now Click-clack what up, zig-zag run up Knick-knack paddywhack, twisting up a fat sack Tic tac toe up, I be in them streets like an Intersection, I got connections, from every section Critical, political, it's killer Cal' Roll it up, now pass that shit around My mental is cynical, original Thinking you could see us, I'm like nigga how? I'm in that diamond lane, I'm in that diamond chain Glistenin', glowin', I'm sippin' liquor I'm blowin' zippers My nigga, I'm on one, I'm twistin' the zone up I'm sitting up low, my pistol shinin' my chrome up My nigga Game got the gun load, one shot Mix a nigga brain like some gumbo, uh, oh All that tough talk nigga, what for? Shut your scary ass up at the front door As I travel this lonely gangster road Just me and my negroes We still got bomb hydro We just double independent And the night falls that's when young girls go home Big girls put on small clothes A party we will throw A party we will throw now Couldn't, nobody diss my nigga Damn I miss my nigga, pour out a little liquor Big Nate Dogg nigga, 2-1-3 From the city by the sea, where them Gs ride Turn around baby let me listen to the b-side Slap that, tap that, after that, East side As I travel this road I see the street sign Ready for whatever, Beretta's you know I keep mine It's the L-B, C-P-T nigga we be OG to BG, that's where the weed be Killer (what?) Cali-forni-a Eh, load the strap, hop into the six-trey Snoop, what up loc?, I'm headed to the East side G ride, throwin' up everything but the peace sign Gold Daytonas, gangbang persona Nigga trip, I'ma pop the top off his Corolla As I travel this lonely gangster road Just me and my negroes We still got bomb hydro We just double independent And the night falls that's when young girls go home Big girls put on small clothes A party we will throw A party we will throw now
