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dj quik & problem - eazy call lyrics
[verse 1: dj quik]
(whaaaattttttt)
well i’m breezy d, i got riches galore
you may have a lot of riches, but i got much more
in my super duper coupe coming out to scoop
m_th_f_ckas shook up, don’t know they poot from they p__p
i got n_ggas on my bumper when i roll through the hood
i jumping out strapped, cause i’m up to no good
i’m crenshaw and jefferson, my packets are bigger
i’m just like florence johnson when she bagging on n_ggas
got my hand on my booper when i’m setting up shop
i creep across the street and i threaten the ops
i dress for the occasion, and extended to stay
it’s khakis, not denim, and some brand new j’s
now i took over they hood and my partners pull up
they jump out drinking, smoking, they ain’t giving a f_ck
i’m laying with these hoes these n_ggas used to pay
they come airing out the block, head to mlk
(whaaaattttttt)
[chorus: the game & big hit]
one, two, three and to the four
f_ck you gon’ do when the feds at your door
flush it, or say f_ck it go out like the g
ain’t no easy calls in the cpt
so do i, run? or shoot it out?
hit a switch on my drop chevy, n_ggas moving out
do i hit the corner on three wheel motion?
nah, drive the lowrider into the ocean
easy call
[verse 2: big hit & dj quik]
every day i wake up, i’m shaking the flakes up
getting caked up
n_ggas duct taped up
in the trunk, like a hundred bricks getting dunked
young punks got slumped over chunks of the funk
george clinton, atomic dog, sugar free pimping
bump a dj, cl!ck pistols out the window
westbrook died (died), who was that making their heads bob?
big hit dog to spitting is like a job
i get it like the mob, when little with no effect
it’s getting too easy, i’m starting to lose respect
i’m starting to feel guilty
i’m filthy as mayweather
floyd come circle, hit_boy the waves better
artists running down big hit, they go platinum
you want the hardest sh_t the hit boys is brackin’
i got a firm hold, i’m letting this f_ckin’ go
i surpassed the meaning dreams the world knows (whaaaattttttt)
[chorus: the game & big hit]
one, two, three and to the four
f_ck you gon’ do when the feds at your door
flush it, or say f_ck it go out like the g
ain’t no easy calls in the cpt
so do i, run? or shoot it out?
hit a switch on my drop chevy, n_ggas moving out
do i hit the corner on three wheel motion?
nah, drive the lowrider into the ocean
easy call
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