Edited by author 08-07-2006 04:26 PM
Thizz Iz What It Iz!

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I can't pick.What is thizz?

Thizz is Exstacy... but Thizz an Hyphy are pritty much da same. Its all Bay luv baby!!!

MUCH LOVE 4 THE THIZZ

snoops greatest song would have 2 be gin-n-juice

Edited by author 09-22-2006 10:32 PM
When we pull up to the light the people all stare
four niggas in a benz with the
dreadlock hair
smoke everywhere
wavein at mavericks
in the woodgrain davens with the liscence
plate rattlein
doin what we want to
hangin out the sun roof
we mental, we ignorant, boy we go dumb
to
gas-break-dip, we call it yokein,
do a doughnut
 in yo whip
we call it ghostin
get stupid thats what we do
 good
ghost ride the whip
S.T.U.P.I.D
when we come to the
 club we dont need i.d
everywhere we go its a party yall
 we gon' get it crackin like the mardi gras

alright let me tell you why
we call this thing
 stupid
 cause when i dance the chicks say
(you stupid)
 you can do it it aint that hard
baby get dumb act like a retard,
shake
 ya hair make it go in the air
 you gotta get into it
 growl like a bear,
now say
 whaaaa!
(what!)
 no whaaaa!
 do tha damn thang girl
cut that shit up.
fill ya cup dont be no punk
it dont look right
 if you really aint drunk,
 c'mon now repeat after me
we go S.T.U.P.I.DS.T.U.P.I.D
 when we come to the club
we dont need i.d
everywhere we go its a party yall
 we gon' get it crackin like the mardi gras

while im dancin on the hood,
im amped feelin good...
im hyphy,
 thizz face
with the thizz face off of nike
the women like me
 im dipped in butter
i'll rob ya brother
 pimp the blood out ya mother
im mr. stupid-doo-doo dumb,




 somethin terrible tell em how we come...



Thiz or die u bezy! (Miss bay bOOty)

You need ta cum ta da dirrty an git krunk!!!!

I'm out of this world, not your run of the mill'n
My name is fur I'm the owner of the building
I'm a stoner and I'm chillin with two bitches like Jack
I pimps and I mac drive a Benz and a 'lac
man I've been in the back wit the groupies and the stars
I've been out front with the thugs in the cars
I've been in the yard with the Mexican mafia
And I only run with niggaz that'll kill and die for ya
I'm popular, I'm a rap star
but I live like a rock star running from the cop cars
I drop bars wit slaps that Knock hard and I charge with this dick extra large
I'm sicker than Sars, higher than mars, and I treat my bitch like an ATM card

[Chorus: x4]
I'm in the buildin and I'm feelin myself
Man I'm feelin myself

She's in the buildin and she's feelin herself
She's lookin bad but I'm willing to help
Stop it baby your killin yourself
come on I got your back you could chill in my
I'm feelin myself too
Man just imagine some of the things we can do
You under me
Me under you
Then we can catch the Liquor store before 2:00
We can hit my nigga and go get some shrooms
And if you still want to kick it then we can go get a room
It won't cost you much
I'm a good buy
Dick-on-discount bitch good bye
I Look like Mr. Frank-fuck-for-free?
No Dope Ho you can't fuck with me
get the fuck out
Bitch you still on my dick
You full of shit and I'm feelin myself

[Chorus]

I'm a Westcoast Bad Boy
I represent it
wait that's a bad tune is it rented
hardy har har very funny
You don't hear my tummy
I gets my money
My stomache ain't growlin
I'm stylin and wylin drink Vodka straight Fuck the Long Island
I want my own Island bet you I'm a get it
I switch hit and play with both mits
I pack a 45th Im after your bitch
he ain't doing it right shes after your scritch
And I'm after hers with these macing words nerd
I thought squares stay sharp
Your nothing but a mark in a fuckin Sky Lark
I'm playing my part
I'm mr. Furly
Quit inturrupting I'm talking to your gurly

[Chorus]

R.I.P Mac Dre

Feelin Myself