This Is The Shack

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Mr. President, hey, this is the G Child, spacekateers
 I'm back, baby, yes, I'm back
 And Mr. President, you're not chillin' in the house, baby
 You're not chillin' in the house
 Ya know why? Huh? Huh? Should I tell ya?
 You know why? Yeah, 'cause ya, ya, ya, ya chilli'n in the shack beeyatch!
 This is the shack, this is how we act
 Caps I peel, flex my steel
 This is the shack, this is how we act
 Caps I peel, flex my steel
 It's ya muthafuckin' third letter of ya alphabet
 Put Knight at the individ', it's a nigga you can't get with
 Funky styles, I be showin' niggas
 I be blowin' niggas straight out they socks, because
 The Dove Shack is comin' more twisted than dreadlocks
 Now plot on the shack if you wanna
 But if you get caught slippin', we will be dippin'
 Down your block, just to street sweep your spot, nigga
 But you can still follow along, grab a hold of my nut sack
 Because I've got the doja
 Oh, I haven't told ya much love to my nigga Warren
 He's a G, hook me, now I'm gettin' funky
 I'm chillin' with my feet up on the table in the shack
 With my revolver, problem solver
 Waitin' for a nigga to fuck with this
 So, I can let his ass know who he is
 This is the shack, this is how we act
 Caps I peel, flex my steel
 This is the shack, this is how we act
 Caps I peel, flex my steel
 It's the nigga 2 Scoops, the Long Beach Eastsider
 Niggas start to duck when I come 'cause I'm a ridah
 So, I suggest you get the 411 on the shack
 We peelin' caps to the front, then we peel 'em back
 Approachin' the wrong way, with no delay I blast your ass
 Draw for the gat, but the Scoop is much faster
 You can't miss me with that, step in my path
 I let the AK ripper cut that ass in half
 I dwells, I bells, in the LBC, the real menace to society
 Packin' up alrighty
 A flow, but watch the one I used to abuse this track
 We in front of that ass and you still can't see the shack
 So pack up your gear and run and hide
 (And pass the doja to the left-hand side)
 We comin' like that, it ain't no love for no rat
 I guess that's how we act when we chillin' in the shack
 This is the shack, this is how we act
 Caps I peel, flex my steel
 This is the shack, this is how we act
 Caps I peel, flex my steel
 As you enter into the zone called the G Funk (now relax)
 Here a lie a war with the west (Dove Shack)
 Kicks it is a know 'em, rip 'em will be torn
 Dip it as we flip it, wicked with the Warren G child
 See styles, meanwhile freestyles have been rendered
 I see the door of your mind, may I enter?
 I knock and I promise I won't hurt you
 The definition of G Funk is just something to like swerve
 To something to smoke herb, to sunk, we and we serve
 Get with the dope herb, take a tall kid beat the loccness
 Lessons will be taught before caught in the shuffle
 Flexin' all the muscle, livin' large is fuckin' rustle
 I'm Simmons, I'm Robin, like givin'
 I know you love this funky style out this world, make your head twirl
 Hear the less, now play the squirrel as you earl on the track
 Who am I Bo Roc from The Dove Shack
 This is the shack, this is how we act
 Caps I peel, flex my steel
 This is the shack, this is how we act
 Caps I peel, flex my steel
 

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Duration
04:05
Key
7
Tempo
180 BPM

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