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Letra actual de la canción
Nobody dead knew they would die before they woke<br>It probably started off a beautiful day with weed smoke<br>Out of last night¿s pussy the murder that she wrote<br>Cold sweatin from a nightmare mind on a c-note<br>You leave the door open of intensions of fulfillin your visions<br>Constantly sidetracked thinking about who¿s your man and who isn¿t<br>Maybe its necessary...maybe you¿re overreacting<br>Maybe your actual downfall is that hole that you clappin<br>Maybe ya pullin conversations that are controllin ya actions<br>Maybe your homie overheard and never told you what happened<br>You look behind you when you turn the corna<br>Cause death has promised ya you seen some niggas go before ya<br>N¿ threats are honest¿n with that lingering in the back of ya head<br>Ya know it¿s possible that you wont make back in ya bed<br>The confusion of jealously and dishonor´ll spin ya<br>But there¿s nothing that hurt worse then when that gun powders in ya<br><br>[Chorus: Ft. Nate Dogg]<br><br>If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (whoa)<br>Fuck a bill, fuck a bitch, fuck a benz (my friend....whoa)<br>Let¿s toast till we die<br>Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)<br>If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (whoa)<br>One of the few I would take a bullet fo (my neegaaaro...whoa)<br>Let¿s toast till we die<br>Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)<br><br>[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]<br><br>The smell of marijuana reeks off me<br>I raise hell before I speak softly<br>Caught in the mix<br>Put at least a hundred grand on one and bought him a six<br>Acknowledged the weaknesses that his man he taught him to fix<br>We aint never left the hood so we cam corded the trips<br>I¿ve done watched a nigga go from BET to the bricks¿shit<br>Her slanted eyes with ya chocolate Thai gave me<br>Im a bachelor... nigga u aint knockin my lady<br>A lot of these niggas been jockin mine lately<br>N¿ I hope you catch the long nap, rock-a-bye baby (gun shot)<br>When 2 brothers, pushed outta different mamas<br>Close enough to conflict or put this shit behind us<br>ya baby boy made the big time<br>Hoes is watching n¿ these niggas trying to get mine<br>Remember back then with lines n¿ ya flattop<br>Hoping ya moms aint the mama on crack rock<br><br>[Chorus: Ft. Nate Dogg]<br><br>If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (whoa)<br>Fuck a bill, fuck a bitch, fuck a benz (my friend....whoa)<br>Let¿s toast till we die<br>Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)<br>If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (whoa)<br>One of the few I would take a bullet fo (my neegaaaro...whoa)<br>Let¿s toast till we die<br>Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)<br><br>[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]<br><br>I keep my mind on my money and my head to the sky<br>I never really smile much if you was here you¿d know why<br>There¿s frustration and fire if you look in my eye<br>The media fuckin me up, right hookin my high<br>Niggas hated on us before the game took us inside<br>then they opened their arms wide took the whooping¿ n¿ cried<br>I got a platinum plaque hangin¿ on the wall in my crib<br>And handsome is one of the things they¿ve been callin the kid<br>They watch you close when you coppin all those VS stones<br>If you ain¿t tryin to get it poppin leave the BS home<br>I¿ve got us a ditty broad that gives thee best dome<br>And im blowin on some of the finest weed that¿s grown...homes<br>You won¿t know when they gon´ dump a slug<br>But you can tell im getting money from the line out in front the club<br>My whole click caked up, u can¿t compare the doe<br>And if its only one bitch don¿t even share a hoe<br><br>[Chorus: Ft. Nate Dogg]<br><br>If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (whoa)<br>Fuck a bill, fuck a bitch, fuck a benz (my friend....whoa)<br>Let¿s toast till we die<br>Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)<br>If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (whoa)<br>One of the few I would take a bullet fo (my neegaaaro...whoa)<br>Let¿s toast till we die<br>Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)<br><br>[After Chorus: Nate Dogg]<br><br>If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (Whoaaaaaaaaa)<br>My friennnnnnd (Whoaaaaaaaa)<br>Na na na<br><br>If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (Whoaaaaaaaaa)<br>My nee-ga-row (Whoaaaaaaaaa)<br>Na na na
Letra nueva de la canción
Nobody dead knew they would die before they woke<br>It probably started off a beautiful day with weed smoke<br>Out of last night¿s pussy the murder that she wrote<br>Cold sweatin from a nightmare mind on a c-note<br>You leave the door open of intensions of fulfillin your visions<br>Constantly sidetracked thinking about who¿s your man and who isn¿t<br>Maybe its necessary...maybe you¿re overreacting<br>Maybe your actual downfall is that hole that you clappin<br>Maybe ya pullin conversations that are controllin ya actions<br>Maybe your homie overheard and never told you what happened<br>You look behind you when you turn the corna<br>Cause death has promised ya you seen some niggas go before ya<br>N¿ threats are honest¿n with that lingering in the back of ya head<br>Ya know it¿s possible that you wont make back in ya bed<br>The confusion of jealously and dishonor´ll spin ya<br>But there¿s nothing that hurt worse then when that gun powders in ya<br><br>[Chorus: Ft. Nate Dogg]<br><br>If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (whoa)<br>Fuck a bill, fuck a bitch, fuck a benz (my friend....whoa)<br>Let¿s toast till we die<br>Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)<br>If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (whoa)<br>One of the few I would take a bullet fo (my neegaaaro...whoa)<br>Let¿s toast till we die<br>Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)<br><br>[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]<br><br>The smell of marijuana reeks off me<br>I raise hell before I speak softly<br>Caught in the mix<br>Put at least a hundred grand on one and bought him a six<br>Acknowledged the weaknesses that his man he taught him to fix<br>We aint never left the hood so we cam corded the trips<br>I¿ve done watched a nigga go from BET to the bricks¿shit<br>Her slanted eyes with ya chocolate Thai gave me<br>Im a bachelor... nigga u aint knockin my lady<br>A lot of these niggas been jockin mine lately<br>N¿ I hope you catch the long nap, rock-a-bye baby (gun shot)<br>When 2 brothers, pushed outta different mamas<br>Close enough to conflict or put this shit behind us<br>ya baby boy made the big time<br>Hoes is watching n¿ these niggas trying to get mine<br>Remember back then with lines n¿ ya flattop<br>Hoping ya moms aint the mama on crack rock<br><br>[Chorus: Ft. Nate Dogg]<br><br>If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (whoa)<br>Fuck a bill, fuck a bitch, fuck a benz (my friend....whoa)<br>Let¿s toast till we die<br>Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)<br>If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (whoa)<br>One of the few I would take a bullet fo (my neegaaaro...whoa)<br>Let¿s toast till we die<br>Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)<br><br>[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]<br><br>I keep my mind on my money and my head to the sky<br>I never really smile much if you was here you¿d know why<br>There¿s frustration and fire if you look in my eye<br>The media fuckin me up, right hookin my high<br>Niggas hated on us before the game took us inside<br>then they opened their arms wide took the whooping¿ n¿ cried<br>I got a platinum plaque hangin¿ on the wall in my crib<br>And handsome is one of the things they¿ve been callin the kid<br>They watch you close when you coppin all those VS stones<br>If you ain¿t tryin to get it poppin leave the BS home<br>I¿ve got us a ditty broad that gives thee best dome<br>And im blowin on some of the finest weed that¿s grown...homes<br>You won¿t know when they gon´ dump a slug<br>But you can tell im getting money from the line out in front the club<br>My whole click caked up, u can¿t compare the doe<br>And if its only one bitch don¿t even share a hoe<br><br>[Chorus: Ft. Nate Dogg]<br><br>If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (whoa)<br>Fuck a bill, fuck a bitch, fuck a benz (my friend....whoa)<br>Let¿s toast till we die<br>Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)<br>If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (whoa)<br>One of the few I would take a bullet fo (my neegaaaro...whoa)<br>Let¿s toast till we die<br>Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)<br><br>[After Chorus: Nate Dogg]<br><br>If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (Whoaaaaaaaaa)<br>My friennnnnnd (Whoaaaaaaaa)<br>Na na na<br><br>If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (Whoaaaaaaaaa)<br>My nee-ga-row (Whoaaaaaaaaa)<br>Na na na
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