| Lyrics: | Posted on the block getting paid with the locs up
everybody in the hood just as smoked
up
so I just walk with my locs on, and get my motherfucking
set get it going on, in other
words I see a fiend in the
motherfucking park, you know im serving em in the dark
but I
dont cause I pack a fuvking dis 9, you know the
god damn turf is all mine sometime niggaz hall
in the streets
but I dont run from the po po police
I got fiends in the back instead of
the front, Im selling
20's and dimes and even crum and motherfuckers better low
cause I
gotta get it, I got a 9 motherfuckers so deal with it
and get a beat from a fiend everytime I
wear a bulletproof
vest so nigga go up in it, and I dont give a fuck
if niggaz cant stand
me, Im on the turf motherfucker
selling candy
[Chorus]
I got candy, crack
cocaine,
Hold them thangs in my hand cause I'm the dope dope man
I got candy, crack
cocaine,
Hold them thangs in my hand cause I'm the dope dope man
I see
tweakers when I walk chase a nigga through the park,
grab my fucking 9 and keep them dope
fiends in line
*Chorus til' end |
