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Fetty In The Bag(feat. Goldie Loc, Big Tray Deee) (Explicit) - Snoop Dogg/Goldie Loc/Big Tray Deee
Lyrics by：Big Tray Deee/Calvin Broadus/Goldie Loc
From the Isley brothers to the Jackson 5
A n***a give it to you on the black hand side
Collide and glide 'til we amplified
And do it all together electric slide
It got good to you good to you now you
Feelin' the vibe
In the Chevy rollin' ready to ride
Hand out the moon heavy on the gas
Steady on the mash now put the fetty in the bag
It's a stick up I get to the money with no hiccups
Give two fucks no goof ups
No back ups no swoop ups nope
Get stomped out in some motherf**kin' blue chucks
Yeah n***a I'm back
In a 9 4 Cadillac playin' zapp with fifteens in the back
Stash the strap strap then adjust my snapback
Salt and pepper beans and rice
Ebony and ivory domino dice
Twice as nice never payin' the price
Bakin' a cake have a slice
Mustard and mayonnaise leather and wood ooh wee
Take it from the rich givin' back to the hood
You know how we do's it
Robbed his a*s and rode off to some gangsta music
From The Isley brothers to the Jackson 5
A n***a give it to you on the black hand side
Collide and glide 'til we amplified
And do it all together electric slide
It got good to you good to you now you
Feelin' the vibe
In the Chevy rollin' ready to ride
Hand out the moon heavy on the gas
Steady on the mash now put the fetty in the bag
Give it to 'em loc you know I gotta serve
'Em all the time all the time
And I ain't gon' quit bangin' until I get mine real talk
Saggin' in my all blue deuce with the rag down
Ayo amplified turn that s**t up loud
Stayin' true to the game that's in my bloodline
Long Beach Eastside born and raised in 1 5 1 5
Gangsta Crip music C raggin' to the left of me
Only a few real n***as got the recipe
And I ain't gotta say they names
You know it's real deal when you hear a little pain
From the home of the braves braves
And we still make it crack a lack
Goldie Loc and Snoop Dogg bring that G s**t back
They say they tired of that watered down watered down
They wanna bang some real s**t when they ridin' 'round ridin' 'round
That's why I'm spittin' now so I can never fall off
It's been twenty plus years I've been Crippin' with the boss n***a
From The Isley brothers to the Jackson 5
A n***a give it to you on the black hand side
Collide and glide 'til we amplified
And do it all together Electric Slide
It got good to you good to you now you
Feelin' the vibe
In the Chevy rollin' ready to ride zz zz
Hand out the moon heavy on the gas
Steady on the mash now put the fetty in the bag
Don't cough break it off or the heat gon' spark
Hair trigger for them figures when I ride and stomp get 'em
No mask don't ask just flash the steel
Get cash quick fast or it's caps to peel ah
It's the mangler fidangler always keep it gangster
Savage livin' lavish go hard to see my paper get it
Straight grind take mine whatever to make mine
Die before I beg instead I'd face state time uh uh
All the way live yeah just like Lakeside
Doin' dirt puttin' in work no play time
Takin' flight for the finer things in life
Still loccin' been a mogul never changed my stripes
Check the résumé I dare to say you better lay low
When them G's called Tha Eastsidaz step in the door
All go y'all know we stay ready to mash
Weapons to blast now put that fetty in a bag yeah
From The Isley brothers to the Jackson Five
A n***a give it to you on the Black hand side
Collide and glide 'til we amplified
And do it all together electric slide
It got good to you good to you now you
Feelin' the vibe
In the Chevy rollin' ready to ride
Hand out the moon heavy on the gas
Steady on the mash now put the fetty in the bag
