Ready 2 Bang – Bad Azz – letras

[Snoop Dogg]Shabba-dabba-dooBad Azz,this is another Dogghouse experienceUh,feels good in here BabyYoo-haa,ha-ha[Chorus]If a busta ran up on youBad Azz tell me what would you doWe get Ready 2 BangThat Dogghouse Gangsta Gang,ahh ahowPsycho like no Dogghouse niggazSo fire up the doo-dooWe get Ready 2 BangThat Dogghouse Gangsta Gang,Westcoast[Verse 1]Holla at a playa when you see me in the streetsI’m often traffic tryin’ to get it cuz a nigga gotta eatWe can holla if it’s ’bout fillin’ my plateI feel like killin’ somebody when a nigga ain’t lateIt’s about weight,when you workin’ smart shit it don’t flip rightPut the wrong ties and dees it won’t slip rightGet the wrong blunt for the weed it won’t hit rightAnd money don’t grow on trees so what I look likeMake moves,can’t lose if I do it that wayFuck a fight,ain’t nobody fin’ to put they gat awayThat’s fast lane,lil’ kids here to blow your head awayHolla at a playa when you see me in the streetsWho got the cell phones for sale,who got it crackin’ with the heatWho got the club with the top shop and parks for carsThe Ese homies do the paint and body shop in the yardWho got the hook-up with the burned out 2 way pagersCan you give me a vest or a infrared laserSee me,I’m just a smart brother everything made for[Chorus][Verse 2]Holla at a playa when you see me on the streetsI’m often traffic tryin’ to get it cuz a nigga gotta eatWe can holla if it’s ’bout fillin’ my plateI feel like killin’ somebody when a nigga ain’t lateIt’s about weight,fuck a few ki’s move freightAnd you doublin’ your money if you take it upstateOnce you outta town get the prices on the poundShoot the number to your boy have him come on downWith a few of those who know money like y’allAll Lakers say is « Damn,y’all niggaz is ballin »Y’all back callin’ all shots round hereUsed to have to bring two Glocks round hereIt’s about five different gangs and the cops round hereAnd today Long Beach’s about as crazy as it isAnd maybe we’ll live,every ever even see itBelieve it and how they get money ain’t no secretBut they gon’ try to keep it from you when they see youLearn to keep on movin’ you gon’ see the tables keep on turnin’First I was destined with no paper and no hoesNow I got bitches in the show biz glowSo holla at a playa when you see me in the streetsDon’t let the green grab fool you tryin’ to test me with some heatCuz bye bye you outta here,gone see you laterWhen I’m still here a small part outta everything major