Wc – That's What I'm Talking About lyrics

I roll my good, In my Khakies
Throw my hood up, keep it og
You know me man, I got the hood with me,
I got the hood with me.
But these bitches get this money,
Got my thang up, keep it on me, you know me man.
I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me.

Dub-Cuda, Lick get a get wrap
? With the wall flow, shake up the audience
Like my dick walking in the Dog show,
Like? All over? Hang it?.
Swag it? To the king macho
?... To the game macho
Don? T fuck with me? I? M in the zone like a zip lock.
Stay G'ed up, out to get my green up.
Blue Chevy, cap back and money like a big truck.
Bad bitch on my side, ass like Alicia Keys?
Everyt time Nicky?

Chorus:
I roll my good, In my Khakies
Throw my hood up, keep it og
You know me man, I got the hood with me,
I got the hood with me.
But these bitches get this money,
Got my thang up, keep it on me, you know me man.
I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me.

Breath the fresh air, Yes, yes, Maylay nigga, Big Swang
And I came with the Connect Gang members, and uhh
It ain? T bright if it ain? T light shit nigga he ain't tight,
You got it fucked up.
It? S all or nothin', be ball or bustin',
Till they put me in the coffen of the car and I'm coffed in.
And to my next opponent, don? T even best of?.
I? M so West! (Hell Yeah!) But no extra's on it.
La Dodgers, ak, Choppers

And the kids at the (grace?) waintin' before they momma's

So I grab the hat, yeah you can bet ya that
Capital ca man, and check the Tat
Recognise by the realist niggers give it up
Weather they be Crip or Blood, and the one the women love.
Angelino... She? S repect by niggers?

Chorus:
I roll my good, In my Khakies
Throw my hood up, keep it og
You know me man, I got the hood with me,
I got the hood with me.
But these bitches get this money,
Got my thang up, keep it on me, you know me man.
I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me.

I? M an old nigga on the Porche, way to bigg,
It's a shame how this nigga influensed them kids.
Got 'em out there hustlin? And doin' the shit.
And he don't do shit instead of scracht on his [?]
And it? S not good that the hood is under the scale
It? S wonder why niggas is under the jail,
While they treat this motherfucker like the rest of the [?]
Cause I know what? S happening like we? Re running (rogg?)
I? M a captain left hand nigga in charge,
Pull Are Force One, up out the garage,
I'm the grand (?)You? Re part of lodge.
You mortals better pay, respect to the God.
You can cuss more, I'm out rush more,
Now you can seel more, You're still Algore
Nigga I? M the president, you? Re just the resident,
In my gangsta world, and you late with the fucking rent!

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