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Lirik Lagu Pop Lockin' II - West Coast Bad Boyz

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[Master P]West Coast, Bad Boyz!
[Intro]Pop lockin in my Rolls Royce, CadillacLincoln and Mercedes BenzPop lockin at the Howard Johnson, SheratonPop lockin at the Holiday Inn
[Daz Dillinger]Yeah, Tha Dogg Pound is back againMakin it pop cause it's after 10Hypin it up, who else could do it - but us?Silkk, Gold, Snoop, be Daz & Kurupt, what up!Ain't No Limit to what I could doI show and prove to do just what I dothat's what I do, and dust ya whole crewI gangsta walk, that's how I spark the CAnd I do it that's on D.P.G.Hollered at P then chopped it up just like a kiWe chillin in the place to beYeah homie, and that's on meBig paper big thangs big house big changeHomie this a West coast thang, ha haPeel out then skate; pancake three-wheel, drop the topWatch the girls straight jock, y'know (ha ha!)Dogg Pound make the world go 'roundLong Beach keep puttin it down, with that West coast sound
[Chorus]Pop lockin in my Rolls Royce, CadillacLincoln and Mercedes BenzPop lockin at the Howard Johnson, SheratonPop lockin at the Holiday InnIt's that West coast way we're livin[Snoop] Money, cars, weed, bitchesIt's that West coast way we're livin
[Snoop Dogg](Oh boy!) The gangsters bang, do that damn thangMe and my nephew, Dogghouse keep it true(Dogghouse WHAT?!) Roll that weed, pass that drankHolla at your nigga baby bring your bank, ha ha[Master P] Ha ha, from the South to the WestWhy must I, chase the cat? If you was me, and I was youYou'd probably floss on a nigga burnin rubber in a '52Most bitches do; and most niggas do tooin the land where it's all about the red and blueBut me, I'd rather get the greeneryand smoke out the whole motherfuckin scenery
[Chorus]
[Goldie Loc]Now why must I, C like thatWith the mariella Chucks, draped in all blackTake 'em back like the pop-lock in Kangol suits[Master P] Showin love from the soldiers, from the red to the blue
[W.C.]From the home of the rip riders, C-Dogs and bionicTo the South where them NIAz be "Bout It, Bout It"It's that bandana general; burnin 'em like a venerealWe'll do this with no serial; G'd up and twistin 'emSittin on twenty-two's as I tiltBangin corners wit my locs P and SilkkQuick to bank ya, it's the brown paper bag drankerOn the remix, Dub C keep it gangsta
[Chorus]
[Silkk the Shocker]It ain't nuttin but a gangsta party, you know what we brangNo Limit and Dogghouse; ain't nuttin but a G thang bayy-bayYou know, we think to winY'all think money soften us y'all better thank againCause if it ain't about money, then why would I bother?If she ain't keepin it real, then why would I holla?
[Master P]We the West Coast Bad Boyz, no we don't brag boyPimpin on the corner gettin cheese..T-shirt khakis and jeans..And all the thugs know where we be..It's the W to the Rizzo, this one for my nizzleThe (?) think they thizzle it ain't No Limit to my strizzle
[Chorus]
[E-40]Yeah the left coast mayne, y'knowPlayers comin together like siamese twins mayne - Y'KNO!!!(Forty Fonzarelli.. uhh)
Uhh - it's gang involvedBeen doin the damn thi-dang since Kermit the Frog was a pollywog(A pollywog! Uhh) The player wit all the lingoThe rap game without me is like, OLD FOLKS WITHOUT BINGOIt's the ambassador of the bayFo' shiggido my niggidy, it's E-Forty FonzariggidoOff the higgado, straight up out that Valle-JoNorthern California, do you recognize pee-imp?
[Chorus]
[overlapping Chorus]Where the parkin lot pimps at?Where you at, where the pimpin rats at yo?Where you at yo?Mo' it upThrow it up - where the pop-lockers at?Put your hands up!
[R. Troutman style vocoder]Whoaawhoaawhoaa.. it's how we're livin