People where are you going People where are you going Everybody wants to play the game But nobody wants to lose I see my people die everyday That's why I sing the blues Now tell me who wants to roll with me Take a look at my world I see some problems Maybe you can help me solve them Turn boys to men And make women from girls I see my loved ones turning to drugs Almost everyday I lose another one Where are you going I ask you one and all Anyone can answer I betcha' they dont know People where are you going People where are you going What if I could save my nation What if I could save my friends If I had the whole worlds attention What if people were really listening I would tell them that I'm no good without them I would tell them together we can stand Another message to brothers, colors bother I'd introduce them to the hardest man in town Somebody thell me please People where are you going People where are you going Where are you going I ask you one and all Anyone can answer I betcha' they dont know People where are you going People where are you going

Yeah, this is dedicated to the niggas that was down from day one Welcome back Every time I turn around, every time they hear my sound They get me all up underground, still inside the box Fuck what they say, just be, the Black folk like it, it's a hit How can this true gangster shit be still outside the box? We came from a place where our hearts are pure People wanna know what we're marchin' for Grouped up, scooped up all my pals Flavor for days, so much style They can't even put it in a box now (wow) Stepped out, gator smile, wait a while "Excuse me, Snoopy, can we get a flick?" I ain't really trippin', go on, take that shit What? It's really gon' be 'bout gettin' love And that's only 'cause I give love I stand up for it, I manned up for it like a brother 'posed to Went through, go through, goin' through, knowin' you Showin' you, flowin' to and the mental to grow into Let bygones be bygones So you can be an icon like I've done Every time I turn around, every time they hear my sound They get me all up underground, still inside the box Fuck what they say, just be, the Black folk like it, it's a hit How can this true gangster shit be still outside the box? Own it like I want it, that's 24-7 Me and my dawgs on the highway to Heaven Just put a Funko in 7-11 It's a trifecta, me, Jasmine, and Kevin Built a massive team that's passion themed Do it for the love, on top there's the cream I do it 'til I did that, get enough Run it up, rake enough, make enough to give back What? It's really gon' be 'bout gettin' love And that's only 'cause I give love I stand up for it, I manned up for it like a brother 'posed to Went through, go through, goin' through, knowin' you Showin' you, flowin' to and the mental to grow into Let bygones be bygones So you can be an icon like I've done Every time I turn around, every time they hear my sound They get me all up underground, still inside the box Fuck what they say, just be, the Black folk like it, it's a hit How can this true gangster shit be still outside the box?

Well, you're caught, motherfucker Went to the studio, they said you weren't there all day Still continue to lie I don't know why I'm fuckin' worried about it, you know what I'm saying? But I fucked up Don't fucking come looking for me and shit If you're just gonna fuckin' lie to me I don't understand what's going through your head You wanna be with other bitches, go be with other bitches You don't need to be with me, the fuck? Leave me the fuck alone Seems like wintertime in June After all we've been through Seems dark, it's only noon All of our ups and downs, we've changed Girl, I love you, ooh, forever I can't stand you, stand you never Girl, I just wanna lay and chill wit'chu You're more than a summer fling and I was wondering Can we go back to makin' love The way we did when I was fresh out? Ooh, baby Now you got a nigga stressed out I just wanted to be cool Seems like wintertime in June After all we've been through Seems dark, it's only noon All of our ups and down, we've changed Girl, I love you, ooh, forever I can't stand you, stand you never Girl, you say I just wanna hang out with my crew But, girl, you know I'm hustlin' to bring you everything But you act like it ain't enough I gave a fuck but now I'm fresh out Ooh, baby Now you got a nigga stressed out I just wanted to be cool Seems like wintertime in June (Seems like) After all we've been through Seems dark, it's only noon All of our ups and downs, we've changed Girl, I love you, ooh, forever I can't stand you, stand you never Wintertime with my baby It's cold, bring that thang close to me like we're supposed to be Can we go back to makin' love? But ain't no condom left, I'm fresh out (Ooh, baby) We can have a baby and figure the rest out I just need you to be cool Seems like wintertime in June (Wintertime) After all we've been through Seems dark, it's only noon (Dark before it's noon) All of our ups and downs, we've changed Girl, I love you, ooh, forever I can't stand you, stand you never Wintertime (It will change) With my baby (Feelings change) Wintertime in June I just need you to be cool

Yeah, yeah, Evie Eve And you know, you better know I keep some chuck's on my feet khakis on my legs Trunk full of funk, nigga, while I'm breaking bread Sliding through your system, banging, bobbing heads Doing mines and I don't care what other niggaz saying They can pop it but they can't stop it, boy, I'm getting mine Selling clothes up in this bitch like Calvin Klein Getting cuties to shake they booty at the same time I'd be damned if I go back to jail for the same crime I'm too slick to get caught up in this dirty game I'm a scholar that make dollaz off the birdy game Crip hoping I got it popping on the boulevard Man, I ain't fucking with Chevy's, I got my own car D O double, you don't wanna rumble, why you testing me? Oh, I know, you must be gone off them ecstasy Bad habits, you better kick it before it get you loc And try to get yourself hooked on this chronic smoke Fo' sho' Hey y'all, doggs from East to West Coast All my doggs, we could smoke We 'bout to take some bank roll Everywhere that I go Man, I see the same hoes I know they already know Yeah, we like it real raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg Uh, huh, these niggas got you head nodding And this chick got the drums from your ears throbbing Known to do it, baby bubblin', do 'chu dare stop it Love when bitches hate you, hear the song pimps, ain't nothing to me Got my nigga, Snoop, he been down As for my nigga, Nate, shit, he was in town Created heat so you can bang it, crank it nice and loud Can't block me out, I'm popping up Evie Eve, I'm upon your TV Ain't never stuck up off the freezyness Same bitch, same pitch, nothing ridiculous Want this brown girl, I see you thug lick your lips Gotta have that bombshell, damn girl, I need you for me Keep love on the both sides, we in the church On these niggas getting smoke ties, domino playing up here Praying that they legalize but fuck it still choke top down Baby blowing smoke in the sky, come on Hey y'all, doggs from East to West Coast All my doggs, we could smoke We 'bout to take some bank roll Everywhere that I go Man, I see the same hoes I know they already know Yeah, we like it real raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg Now, when you see me acting up in the club (It ain't nothin') Uh, six fall up on dub's (It ain't nothin') Huh, breaking up blueberry buds (It ain't nothing) And every hood showing nothing but love (It ain't nothing) Taste buds ain't the same, for the simple brain Should'a never let me learn what millions really mean Yeah, I'm a simple girl but really don't want simple things Keep real doggs close, hate cats with simple brains Not ready for the collision, stay up in your lane East Coast, West Coast, you still don't fuckin' think Dedicated to you, baby, keep your gangsta lean You gots to be my queen 'cause I'm the Bigg King The one with the Bigg house with the Bigg things Sista Eve, you blessed the whole scene You're the queen of the team, with cream, you're so supreme A blessin' in the skies, open up your eyes Me and you together, shit, we gon' collect the vibes Exercise and go where we wanna go, stay fly Sho' and original, turn up your stereo 'Cause here we go, here we go Hey y'all, doggs from East to West Coast All my doggs, we could smoke We 'bout to take some bank roll Everywhere that I go Man, I see the same hoes I know they already know Yeah, we like it real raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg It ain't nothing It ain't nothing It ain't nothing It ain't nothing

Friends, how many of us have them? Friends, how many of us have them? Friends, how many of us have them? Friends, how many of us have them? Every since I could remember, I had friends I could depend on Clothes to lend 'em, money to spend on But as time went by, my life got a little strange And the rules in this game seem to change Trust, honesty and devotion And money, money, money is the poison potion There's no way that I can even say that this game Has been good to me or even bad to me It had to be 'cause tragically The way this shit cracked off for Doggy Dogg was magically And now I'm gettin' everything I'm supposed to get But my friendship with niggas always ends up as bullshit I listen to my momma though She always tried to prepare me, and warn me for the drama now But how could she do what I, I mean I'm do or die But my life on the streets, that shit is suicide So to cope I got a Dogg and a Locc And keep my heat close in case these jokes go for broke I'm mashin' with the click 2-1-3 that is They my homeboys ever since kids, real friends to the end Hangin' out with my homies, how many of us have them? And I'm feelin' just fine, how many of us have them? I've been ponderin' lately, lately, how many of us have them? A lot of different things on my mind, how many of us have them? It seems lately my friends list, how many of us have them? Done took a slight decline, how many of us have them? And if you wanna know the truth man, man, how many of us have them? Them wasn't no friends of mine, how many of us have them? You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash All my life LBC, for my city I mash All those OG's and BG's and wannabe's and L-O-C's The only friends I got is my 2-1-3's That's my nigga Snoop D Whoop and my nigga N-A-T-E I can't forget about my nigga H to the Dizzy Pressure and strikes, don't wanna take no lives But these jaw-jacks and hood cracks'll make you break some dizzacks "Whassup homie, can I borrow some cash?" Last week I gave you 500, so kiss my ass I got a baby to feed, a family to see through And shake busta snitches, tweakin' like gizzoo Homies and friends, that's what they bizzo Stayin' tight and money right and bustin' with a .44 Hangin' out with my homies, how many of us have them? And I'm feelin' just fine, how many of us have them? I've been ponderin' lately, lately, how many of us have them? A lot of different things on my mind, how many of us have them? It seems lately my friends list, how many of us have them? Done took a slight decline, how many of us have them? And if you wanna know the truth man, man, how many of us have them? Them wasn't no friends of mine, how many of us have them? Hangin' out with my homies, how many of us have them? And I'm feelin' just fine, how many of us have them? I've been ponderin' lately, lately, how many of us have them? A lot of different things on my mind, how many of us have them? It seems lately my friends list, how many of us have them? Done took a slight decline, how many of us have them? And if you wanna know the truth man, man Them wasn't no friends of mine