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Viewing Lyrics for 21 Jump Street:

Artist:Snoop Doggy Dogg
No album artwork found
Album:Miscellaneous
Track:21 Jump Street
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:2
 
Lyrics:21 Jump Street
w/ Tray Deee
From Murder Was The Case soundtrack

Snoop:

Hear ye, hear ye, come one come all
it's the first annual G, nigga, and all my Doggs
are
invited, so go and enlight it
cause it's the first time in a long time (right)

Reminiscing about the Fresh Fest back in '85
when the dubs and the San Dieg's used to hoo ride

on motherfuckers like it was the thing to do
eighty-five, eighty-fo', eight-tray, in
year eighty-two (eighty-two)
You know what the fuck I'm talking about
after party on the
lake at the big homie's house
And bet nobody bring a motherfucking gun
cause everybody
in the house's from two-one...

Tray Deee:
Twenty-first street, burst street, where
it all started
and you know East Side, Long Beach, the hardest
Niggaz coming realer than
The Real McCoy
so step with your rap and we bring the noise
It's the gang of fly
bitches, homiez on the switches
dice in the back if ya wanna get your riches
No snitches
allowed inside the crowd
cause this is the G thang, East Side L.B.C. brang
In to have
some fun represent two-one
and bet nobody bring a mothafucking gun and a...

Snoop:

Yeah, King Park was the location
and the bigga G that was my destination
(We were)
lookin up to niggaz coming up before me
and L.B.C. into my East Side homies..... (It's like)


Nobody can see you, but you (yeah, the East Side's perfect)
Nobody can see you,
but you (ha ha, now that's worth it)
Nobody can see you, but you (hell yeah, the East Side's
perfect)
Nobody can see you, but you (ha ha, yeah, now that's worth it)


tatatata.....

Snoop (Tray):
If ya bring a strap, then ya have to trip
(so if
you're on a mission nigga, go on and dip)
We got meat to eat, (freaks to meet)
and
chronic we can smoke on, (if I ever get a loc on)
Strolling through the Park one day

puffing on a fat ass J. with my homie named Tray
Deee tryin' to see if we could put this LBC
thing
back together like it was supposed to see

Tray:
Cause ya know I'm down
with ya to make 'em get the picture
and if I have to sit ya down then I spit ya
Game
from the heart, I came from the start
see I was regulating when crackers was the daily's


Snoop:
Nigga let me interact with my black croaker sacks*
And a gray golf hat
tilted to the back (what's up?)
Ditchin' Sunday school to get a pack of Now and Laters

While I'm rolling with the stealers and killin' with the raiders

Tray:
And when we
bang with the Saints then we ain't no joke
come around from outta bounds and we goes for broke

Now we're breaking 'em up (hmm hmm), shaking em up (yeah)
and just for a second we're
waking 'em up
(continue) Giving up game on his tired ass feet
with a small dedication to
two-one street
 
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