Snoop Dogg Method Man Redman Around My Way 2026 Feat Ice Cube Nas The Game

My pockets on swoller, around my friend. She got a creep with the heat, can't sleep cause the street so colder. Around my friend, we love riding in the 6-4, niggas from my cut days on. We do this all day, out in California. We were y'all in California. Chop, chop, everybody hit the floor. Bow low to the security, flip the door. I'm burning, gorilla paws, bang sugar walls. Pose when I pop E, hang with a dog. I'm telling my man Snoop, she's Simonella. Kind of ho with no dope, with condoms with her. I'm a ride to the death, a death squad on my chest. Look at it, crook at it, rob you and ----. Brick city riding, men bite about it. Shoot up your town and then we've been lying and hiding. Ma'am, show him with a Luger cap, open your safe. Show me with a food and vests. I'm hoping Trey hear this, he give me a beat for 10. Cause I stay in the corner like Squeegee Man. Yo, Nate Dogg, what's happening y'all? Long Beach, Brick City, scream at your frogs. Around my web, yeah. Cameras on patrol and they mad cause my pockets long swollen. Around my web, you gotta creep with the heat. Can't sleep cause the streets so colder. Around my web, we don't ride it in a 6-4. Niggas on my truck, days on. We do this all day. I'm California head. Here we go, California head. Yes, yes, Loke, we keep the best smoke. Me and my nigga, my nerd, my kenpo. I kick a bitch in the ass and then smoke. I'm a motherfucking fool in a pool doing a breaststroke. You want a problem? Well, let's go. Cause if not, I came to disco. And freaked this hoe from Al Capoco. And flip her inside out. Now I'm about to ride out. Let's go. We hit the hooks up. Post up, set up, shop and press up. Now check this. Fact is, put your back out. Not back in. Go ahead, wiggle it round. You're feeling it now. Girlfriend, you're killing it now. Around my web, yeah. How much I patrol and they bang. Cause my pockets don't swollen. Around my web, yeah. You gotta creep with the heat. These cleats cause the streets so colder. Around my web, yeah. We don't ride it in the 6-4. Niggas on my cut days on. We do this all day. I'm California head. Here we go, California head. I get stabbed. Ripped sand. With this sick style. Pissed out. Lake Brown. Get off my dick now. Get crapped. Hostile. You can't stop. Stop. Timid. Scared to get in it. These folks is rock loud. Unchained. Untamed. You know my name. Act strange. Pack flame. It's not a game. Just ill flows that kill shows. You can feel, yo. Kicking in your dough like a steel toe. A real toe. Y'all gon' learn. I spit, John. When you come short on big worm, you get burned. Punks don't get turns. They get done. And get sun. Come get some. The last victim lie in a ditch. Now who wanna **** with hot neck? Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop ----. Me and Punk Doc get toxic. A bowl of rice and some chopsticks. Don't make your move just in five. Around my way. Yeah. Pampers on patrol. And they mad cause my pockets on swollen. Around my way. You gotta creep with the heat. These cleats cause the streets so colder. Around my way. We don't ride it in a six-toe. Niggas in my cut days on. We do this all day. I'm hella on the head. Here we go. Hella on the head. Can you ride through the hood with that Esteem on top of? Shorty riding shotgun. Yeah, it's about to pop off. Riding in slow-mo. Gripping my faux faux. I'm 20 inches high. Teeth is choking them low pros. I'm in and out of lanes, man. The owner is loco. Burn the rub off the thighs. Set this bitch on fire. I'm hot. I'm about to set this bitch on fire. Light them off. Pumping match. Tell them demons back. I got more money, more cars. Bigger chain, bigger friends. Asked 600 bands. And to fit bigger rims. And you don't wanna talk about my diamonds. Better watch how you walk around my diamonds. I shine, homie. Yeah, I shine, homie. Like a jaguar in the club with my nine on me. Niggas know when I'm off that Patron. I'm going. I'm taking off. I'mma take some home. Around my way. Yeah. How much you patrol? And they bangin' my pockets on Swarmer. Around my way. She got a creep that think he can't sleep. Cause the streets so colder. Around my way. We don't ride it in a six-foot. Niggas see my duct tapes on. We do this all day. I'm California. Yeah. Here we are. California. Yo, these brothers on the block. Post it up like they own it. That's they Kona. From New York to California. Got blocks locked down. Like, dawg, you safe whenever you with me. See, this is my town. So the youngsters grows in ghettos. Goes to prison at an early age. Already know what's against him. So in order for him to survive one day, he must open up his eyes to the setbacks that rise. Cause everybody wants a shot in this land of opportunity. Lookin' what this country's got. There shouldn't be nobody homeless. How can the president fix all the problems when he ain't fix home yet? Then I become the most wanted. But is it worth hearing a million people problems are followed by Secret Service? I guess. Attempts on my life were loaded. So move over, Colin Powell. Just throw in the towel. Yeah. I'm on my way. Yeah. Coppers on patrol and they back. My pockets almost swollen. I'm on my way. You gotta creep with the heat. Sleep cause the streets so colder. I'm on my way. We don't ridin' in a six-door. Thickets from my cut days on. We do this all day. I'm California. Here we are. Flip a hole, nigga. Flip a CEO. Be my hero. Making matters hero. I'm the Niggi Roll. Making it like inchy roll. Ain't got time for no loud-ass bitchy ho. Go to T.E.Z.L. Fuckin' with them P.E. mails. I'd rather get my ---- ride, nigga. E-mail. **** a sex slave to make what I just made. That bitch had to sell that pussy for a decade. And that's too much time for the grainy one. I'm on a daily run. To crack your cranium. Rap uranium. Ain't nothing else. I pimp the system. Bitch, break yourself. If they got Skrilla, then I'm gorilla. If they bigger, I'm a killer. Cause I'm a nigga. Your prostitutes wear high-heeled boots. My prostitutes wear three-piece suits. Count your money, nigga. Around my way. Yeah. Coppers on patrol. And they bangin' my pockets on the swan. Around my way. You gotta creep with the heat. Can't sleep cause the streets so cold. Around my way. We long ridin' in a 6-4. Thickets from my cut days on. We do this all day. I'm California. We out here in California.