Gospel Gangstaz - West Coast Roc - 1118965 lyrics

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Gospel Gangstaz - West Coast Roc - 1118965 lyrics

Double G's guaranteed to make you jump Prod making beats that everybody wanna bump Pump it in the Church, pump it in the clubs And if you got the humps let it bang in your trunk (Mr. Solo) (just slide, slide, slipadee slide) Me the mic and step back and let Solo get it crackin If you ready like Freddy I can rock steady Keep 'em hot and sweaty as I drops like a Chevy On gowans, but oh some still ain't understandin me (??) I takes the party single-handedly, with no profanity Cuz vanity leads to calamity And thats insanity, id rather rap about the Man in me (who is He?) oh He be the G O D, dwellin in the Double G And if He's for me who can trouble me? I got 'em bouncin to the ouncin, I say what counts and I see the mic and like Mufasa i'll be pouncin Cuz if you can't make 'em move then your groove ain't hittin And if they don't repeat your lyrics then you really ain't spittin But we get props on both sides of what we do Cuz wit ministry and music we true, I thought you knew The Double G's guaranteed to make you jump Prod making beats that everybody wanna bump Pump it in the Church, pump it in the clubs And if you got the humps let it bang in your trunk This is for the dance floor This is for you to roll on, hold on I don't have to say no mo, I think you already know (and now we gonna show you how the West Coast rocks) The mic goes around like a pipe in a smoker's basement While I flow Mr. Solo stands adjacent I'm from South Central row, don't tempt me do' I treat the beat like figuero and I pit the flow (??) Admit you got to get to hit to spit you Scripture As I stand G'ed you take my picture They like the bang bang boogey Up jump the boogey, coming thru with the G's we got the goodies Everywhere we go people ask me how we do it I said " its just the G in me, so clap your hands to it " Or better yet move ya body And scream, the Double G's can make you jump at the party I got you where I want you, don't you like how I come with the Son He do you like you never been done, its all fun I'm a charismatic like im astonic We treat a vinyed like a foreward hydraulics (??) The Double G's guaranteed to make you jump Prod making beats that everybody wanna bump Pump it in the Church, pump it in the clubs And if you got the humps let it bang in your trunk This is for the dance floor This is for you to roll on, hold on I don't have to say no mo, I think you already know (and now we gonna show you how the West Coast rocks) All across the nation we celebrated Second CD, highly anticipate it, glad you waited Now its on, its the full swing Sizin up the powers like a fighter in a bull ring My music is bumpin, and now they jumpin like a checker And I got the feelin that im a sell a million records But even if I don't im a keep my head high, stickin out my chest Cuz I know I did my best Flow lyr'ally precisely, beats laid nicely Now playa haters wanna excise me (??) But don't hate me cuz God is blessin me And no im not a monk so ain't no need in testin me I'm testin the the mic just to see if its too loud 1 2, 1 2, let it to adjust the crowd God Saved them, I think we gave 'em what they came for Now in pandemonium they beggin for an encore The Double G's guaranteed to make you jump Prod making beats that everybody wanna bump Pump it in the Church, pump it in the clubs And if you got the humps let it bang in your trunk This is for the dance floor This is for you to roll on, hold on I don't have to say no mo, I think you already know (and now we gonna show you how the West Coast rocks) The Double G's guaranteed to make you jump Prod making beats that everybody wanna bump Pump it in the Church, pump it in the clubs And if you got the humps let it bang in your trunk This is for the dance floor This is for you to roll on, hold on I don't have to say no mo, I think you already know (and now we gonna show you how the West Coast rocks) The Double G's guaranteed to make you jump Prod making beats that everybody wanna bump Pump it in the Church, pump it in the clubs