Eastwood - Holocaust 3000 lyrics

[Verse:] I got it let's role Yo eastwood, yo what up gotti n***as act like b**hes wanna hear the truth Before i say another word motherf**s you Dog house need a big dogg pound gig It's gotti you ain't gonna pimp slap sh** I'm cool calm and i'm so collected And you n***as don't respect sh** n***a They call you super fly i call you super can't And yall n***as brain the gorrila's or the apes They call you super fly i call you super b**h That love to eat or snoop or dupe or super duper dick Panties in the can let all pink panties I drink hennessy motherf**er And i'm somebody you don't wanna see motherf**er I'm lookin in the streets and i see you n***as trillin And i'm ridin without timing yo feelings motherf**er I roll these streets with my mind on the gs And i keep it glocked up, low key on my body for n***as that's try'na k** me sh** I'm out the hood to too from the east side to compton to inglewood too I'm eastwood, who? One of the realest living in existence lyricist legend No competition boss a collision i flow with precision decision that ended I stick with the b**hes so pay attention homie it's business can't die without my tickets I'm ballin, boss hoggin, snoop dogging, i'm stomping out ya breaks with trucks of out law With a thug ministry, chemistry touched my my memory Hennessy from here to italy got these n***a fellin Son move over so i can feel the wind blow Smokin dope it blowin out of my h2 limo Ain't never had a demo i'm choppin up albums Lock me in the booth i'm a beast turn up the volume Smoke or blow it's the cooper super trooper Pop snoopin supa i'm so fly I'm on the block and i'm ready to die n***as told me what happened but they neva really told me why These streets is real i see my ogs cry Bodies out lined with chopters where dophine die Soldiers who came up on they own won't make it alive I got a lot a talent so i ain't hard to find I'm on the grind my squad ain't far behind We mackin dimes in the club packin nines Sippin lines that c**aine blow ya mind f**in with mine will bring ya mind bring yours n***a East the beast, gotti supreme Gail post in the back of the lac on lean Keep the gz stashed in the dash when we mash Life living in the casket secondary to the cash Get ya best tested get checked infected Roll with the rolls now my foes respect it Gotti up and left it neva rejected Ride till i die till the game respect it b**hes I ain't said sh** done sh** f** it Bustin, bustin, bustin, dumpin f** it Gangasta's what the f** you eva really did nothing What the f** you eva really done gangstas What the f** you lookin at punk As soon as n***as stunt n***as hot to pump It's like police comin n***a hot to pump n***as ain't really gone dumb n***a i ain't said sh** done sh** done sh** f** it Don't think a real n***a won't n***a boat rider What up goster you know your boy m wood got your back What's crackin, f** these n***as