get it easy

the weeklys

we back

what's hatnin' dizz?

the weeklys

yeah shout out my dude diabetic

big eddie green

ya'mean?

we back

with two o' six

it's the weeklys

mind oracle

ghost music one

evil bike rider yo

yeah

i got a couple of bad bitches in calabasas

think it's a glass of molasses and clappin' asses

makin' advances

dancin' like that's a classic

pussy lookin' for dictators

that ass a fascist

hit it 'til her back tired

she poppin' a wheelie

they know me in new york

nigga poppin' in philly

some try not to give me my props

i'm not knockin' 'em silly

i'm the goat in wolf's clothin'

you rockin' with billy

don't try to play me out my millies

i'm not a vanilli

niggas steppin' to me wrong

i'ma poppin' some achilles

i fuck with sexy nerds

i don't fuck with ghetto birds

not even police helicopters on top of my city

get it easy

get it easy

let's get the money

make it easy

make it easy

let's make the money

get it easy

get it easy

let's get the money

make it easy

make it easy

let's make the money

i got a couple of bad bitches

they live in compton

kinda chicks that get bags with'cha

i hit 'em often

we about gettin' mad riches

we into bossin'

63 with the rag missin'

we into flossin'

44 with the mag clippin'

we into caution

might blast 'cause ass kickin'

that shit exhaustin'

pull it out and they ass kissin'

you niggas lost in the sauce

leave your swag drippin' right in a coffin

and still i don't know why we just can't get along

pray for the day i can come out without my pistol on

ridin' up crenshaw boulevard

got my system on

sittin' on factory rims

jammin' like this my song

energy vibratin' higher when i am in my zone

consciously livin' the moment for all my niggas gone

spirit atoned

sit on my thrown

gettin' my own

switchin' my tone

but sinners are gon' sin

so i'm still feelin' on silicon

like

jerome's in the house