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Snoop Dogg( Cordozar Calvin Broadus )
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Poor Young Dave
There once was a kid by the name of Dave Who stayed in the mix and never ever obeyed He paid no attention at the shit that we talked to him Always stay fly for the shit that was brought to him This nigga was a motherfuckin' fool Only 13, fuckin' bitches in highschool Laid back, his game was trunk tight He was chillin' in the day time, cluckin' at night Makes me wanna halla cause the dollar he got As he grows in his game, going step by step To the status of an Al Capone, Mr. Big 6 in the game of bones But you know what they say. What goes up must come down So just plea what I see as you fall into the fam
I met a little nigga by the name of Dave Who was known in the hood cause he misbehaved But when the cabbie got plucked it was time to get paid Sack his shit out in dumps, now he's on his way
Mischevious and devious, that's how his life was When they swerve down a cabbie just to keep the pluck alive So of the make a motherfucker from the other side Was thinking 'bout a jag move tryna move by It is yellest cause my nigga got the dope game sod up You niggas tryna trip, bitta bitta back, they got blown up Blown up a lot, you could still get shot You will never play a motherfucker out on his nut Rule no. 1, pay attention to this shit Though we fuckin' with them little niggas, they ain't to be fucked with Chuck getting it on to the break of dawn Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Now he's known but sudden more than I own He's got a 1 Mick 7 on his motherfuckin' chest A strap in his lap and a bulletproof vest Lookin' for the niggas from the night befo' So we can clash they ass but he don't know they had his back though
He ain't gone in mission, it's just that trip But one of his homies is a motherfuckin' snitch The nigga lay me from around the way They said we'll give you 20 G's if you show us where he stay
A dude named Dave caught up in the drive by Tears from his mother, watchin' her son die That trip, somebody slippin', bullet, zippin' Dave gone for good, now his mom's flippin' No need for playing on dying David dear Point blank, he took a 9 slug to the head David, the wannabe gangsta from the hood He wasn't that bad and he wasn't that good All he understood was did crazy lists So he bought some of that to get some of this This got him back but that went to them Them being they who made his head lay He didn't know Ray, he said he made this cash Crash from the gun, their lives in ash Smash, he hitched the frontpage quick Not fair cause this conducted by that fool named Mick Mick, double the trick and he'll be dyin' and his moms will be cryin'
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