12 Pacofdoja - Lil' 1/2 Dead

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

You thought It was gone, well I’m right back on yo ass

I’m the lower class so I must have yo cash

Hoes call me Sam, recognize who I am

That nigga who can slam maybe jam, goddamn

Who am I (the smoothest, I groove this, no cluedish

I write you down the stack

You right back up if you act up, don’t clown

Back up now, cause Quicc the M-A-double-C and HD

Stank is a fool as I swoop and recoup the heat, freeze

Peef to this nuts, hoes

But don’t touch them negros them got you totally fucked up

16 bars on this doggish ass tracks

They got you freaked shuck up broke

So inhale this indo smoke

Who found yo speakers, you finally peeped us

Negros can’t see us (matter of fact I think they need us)

Need us, if you won’t play the script of a knucklehead

Put to bed by Quicc 2 Mac, Chaos and Half Dead

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

I’m MC C-O indeed on this 12 pacofdoja

Chaos is in the dove in '94 like I told cha

Nothin' but the funk for your trunk so make way

What’s really goin on on the east on friday

It’s my day like Z-Z, tell no-one can see thee

But I’d rather do your crew on sunday morning cause it’s easy

This B.G.

is not to be temperate with like toxic

You verb Quicc 2 Mac, bring it back now watch me drop it

(like shit from my burn cuz my word is tight

Like a virgin steady spurgin cuz you heard it right)

Don’t bite, don’t even try to take my flow and expand it

Cause this a Chaos thing and you wouldn’t understand it (fool)

For granted, is how we take foes (foes), indo scoes (scoes)

This how it goes (goes) and will it stop, no-one knows (knows)

Doja pro’s be throwin bolo’s, commitin no-no's

I step on your toes, I’m down with Half that’s how it goes

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told ya, I fold ya

Cuz I’m a little G throwin bolos from the shoulders

I’d rolled ya like a motherfuckin joint

So just sit back for a second while I pull my point

I got it goin on like one, two, three

Cuz now in '94 they can’t see HD

They wanna be like me, because my shit is poppin

I’m risin to the top and ain’t no motherfucker stoppin

This gangsta from the Dogg Pound Clique

Becuz I’m droppin nuttin but that cavvy shit

And now I gotsta take me a trip to get what I like

It’s the 12 pacofdoja like I told ya

I will fold you like a letter, put on a sweater

Cuz HD dogg is comin out in any kind of weather

Straight rockin the house for 9−4

With that mad ass eastside cavvy flow

So

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

It’s the 12 pacofdoja, I told cha befo'-cha

Here’s a litte G throwin' bolos from the shoulders

Yeah, ya know what I’m sayin

It’s that 12 pacofdoja like I told ya

Ya know what I’m sayin

I see how it froze your motherfuckin ass with that cavvy ass gangsta shit

Beyotch