Slow Down

Slow down cause I can't take the heat, slow down

(Slow down baby, slow down baby)

It's wicked in these streets

Slow down, cause I can't take the heat, slow down

(Ohhhhhhhhh, slow down)

It's wicked in these streets

Life ain't nothing but a big old twist

A lot of times when I'm smoking

I'm doing that just to reminisce

It's funny, on how shit be

A lot of money, make y'all wanna come get me

But look here, I work hard for all the things I got

And to hang with a nigga's just an intricate plot

You smoke my weed, you try to bang my hoes

And talk bad about a nigga, behind closed doors

But look here dog, a hoe once told me loc

Bite the hand that feeds you, and you'll wind up broke

Bitch niggas don't deserve to kick it with rich niggas

Nigga we seven figure niggas

And we bigger than the biggest hip hop niggas in rap

And when we get to spittin' make sure y'all step back

You with that? Cause if you ain't clown

We from the D-O double G, we groupie true, and slow down

Ayyo Snoop (I used to)

I used to cook up dope, ride with niggas

Know about the hits, hang with killas

Take the broads down for the jailhouse visits

Keep my bed warm with a cutthroat nigga

Have the card parties where the stakes was high

Go shopping hit the club and then start come out

Never had a day without no drama

Half the OG's age, but they call me Mama

Had the ganja overstuffed in the hefty bag

Orange peels to kill the smell slanging with my dad

I never thought about my life I swear y'all, for real

Until my best friend Jill got killed and then I

Dropped to my knees and called to the Lord

Please change my ways cause I'm living too hard

And too foul, how I'm gon' raise a child

When I'm out here buck wild, damn, I had to slow down

Yeah, I slow my roll down to a pimp strut

And started putting all this game on records for my come up

From sun up to sun down, I'm trying to get my money

Hata's ain't gon' stop me cause hatas can't run me

It's funny when a bitch was livin' foul

Every body seemed glad, but now they meal

Cause I'm flossing, boss ballin' guilt free

And Feds can't take shit from me, so slow down

I got niggas shot niggas drop niggas for fun

I scroop from these shoulders, I don't need no gun

But it's the nineties, and niggas don't bump by the end of the round

The clown bound to dump, young chump

You don't wanna get caught up in my mix

Cause I'm a soldier, blasting at the rollers, bitch

We don't neva eva, talk no shit

Unless we mack that shit up, nigga you get lit

Slow your roll tuck your heat and watch the hatas

Slow down (slow down), cause I can't take the heat, slow down

(I can't take the heat)

It's wicked in these streets (It's wicked in the street)

Slow down, (I can't take the heat no more) cause I can't take the heat

Slow down (I can't take it) it's wicked in these streets

Slow down (slow down) cause I can't take the heat

(Slow down) Slow down

Slow your roll tuck your heat and watch the hatas

Slow down slow down

Slow your roll tuck your heat and watch the hatas