Off That Chewy Lyrics

Off That Chewy lyrics

how can sick can one nigga be
you think im off that PCP but its Chewy!
a
lot of niggas never heard of me
i said beware of me
now they scared of
me
hu...i said come to my sunday service
nigga seen who the reverend was
then they got nervous
the niggity nasty Jim Jones
boot ya in the
head,
steal toes to the dome
poted dank, fools its your choice
niggas
hate my face but they love my voice
and just like that, i make them ball and
nob
kiss the hand of a true dog god
cross ya heart foo, and hope to
die
cause you will die when you crucify
cause i gots frisco all sewed
up
pitbulls in a bunch hidin in the cuts
cause when i say it, i mean no
mercy
the frisco hitler, turnin cali to germany
im a down muthafucka when
my homies call
20 rock while my dogs roll up like fog
this was a triple
six verse not a triple four
and after this, im gonna give you some
more

yeah and it don't stop
yeah and it won't quit
dre dog is in
the house
fuck that muthafuckin bullshit

my father abandoned me, my
mother couldn't handle me
thats why i made ill mater of my family
nigga
you ain't shit, im the lyrical lord
ask whats up nigga, two plus
four
cause when i catch you im gonna bust your dick
roll up a blunt,
chewy and tai stick
i snort caine, and do cocktails
make way for the six
five killa whale
that love to box and don't care if i die
with fists that
will open and shut your eye
niggas hate dre dog, so i'll die one day
but
reappear like the lord on easter sunday
yeah, dankers going to call me puff
daddy
dippin in a caddy, pant hood a saggy
i don't play dead, i don't
roll over
turn ya back and i'll break ya shoulder
a voice that will
sufficate your ass like plastic
a throat that will chug a lug battery
acid
im dre dog, can you tell im high?
nigga heres a shovel, dig deep
into my mind
you violatin, and a blow ya a chin
and after this muthafucka
i'll come again

yeah and it don't stop
yeah and it don't quit
dre
dog is in the house
fuck that muthafuckin bullshit

yeah and it won't
stop
yeah and it don't quit
dre dog is in the house
fuck that
muthafuckin bullshit

open up the frisco gates of hell
fillmo, HP,
dre, RBL
and the siccer i come, the more they run
im in a rage, off that
indo and cocaine
you got my fade nigga that was my chewy
Fuck ya crew
cause ya crew never knew me
and just like the world turns muthafucka that
burns like mase
when dre dog is in ya face
so come nigga, but im a come
quicker
finger nails will make ya call me jack the ripper
and then i'll
crack yo back like a flower seed
punch you in the back of ya head and make
ya eyes bleed
dre dog won't stop
cause its 187 on a muthafuckin
cop
and ya stripes will get took quick, bust ya damn dick
by a reckless
young black pit
indo or tai, nigga lets get high
2 to 3 blunts and watch
the red eyes
plot, watch me plot
911, 415, coughnut im in a hot
spot
get ya glock, and ya guage your there for me
and fortay get the rest
of OCP
and all the punks will pound them
you want to hear this with a beat
nigga, buy the fuckin album
but for now heres a scripture,
in the back of
the bible you'll see my picture
ill mannered, RBL, fortay, its a triple
team
and man im ghost and oh yeah sweet dreams