20 minutes, 20 minutes
Now back up and watch me stack up my dirt
No other way, no way, no how
So I show real love to the dubs
To the fullest young nigga row
Two's, fo's, hoes and shows
Sippin' silver set not to contain us
And if the too damn big then I cut 'em, cut 'em down
You know I represent the Eastside Long Beach with the crip nigga
Yeah, this is a public service announcement from the LBC
Yeah, check this out 'cuz
You see, first thangs first when your a grown man
Nigga only fuckin' with the real 2-0's
Bustas get shot tryin' to plot
This ain't no fed but now he did
But this is where I'm from 3 2 1 I can't cum
You gotta beginnin' to win
Holla at me nigga like I said
Hey yo, Goldie Loc let's do this for the homies in the hood
I'm lil Goldie Loc that gives a fuck about a hizzo
You gotta get up, get out and get your own man
20 minutes, 20 minutes 'cuz
The dub, waddup
Fuck around and get straight stoned with the package
Three to the fizzo and five to the sizacks
Gimme your mic and watch me brake these niggas, how they figga
I feel like givin' it up 'cuz I'm a young nigga livin' it up
When the pimps, bangers and hustlaz smash on you
Yeah, nigga 20 minutes 'cuz
20 minutes, 20 minutes
See, I don't owe you and you don't owe me
No he didn't, yes he did bank your chin in her crib
Blew the dice hit them twice hit a seven
Two's, O's, fo's and hoes
Nigga only fuckin' with the real 2-0's
And like I said
Ol' bitch ass nigga droppin' all that soul
Askin' which one of y'all niggas wanna scrap
No disrespect to them other hoods
So what y'all bustas gon' do
You know I get my ride on all on his own
You know the bowwow do it Long Beach style
Nigga we can dumb on your bitch ass
I got homies from the dub that bang everyday
Dogg get the weed bangin', how the homies feel
Roll your doggin' doggy dogg
I steal like G'z when you woke up and it hurt
Holla at me, 20 minutes
That's a fact in the city where I'm from
Trip
I ain't trippin' 'cuz I'm from the old school
We C now us by the gangbangin', crackslangin', entertain us
Little Goldie Loc, Goldie locks the same thang
20 minutes to get your C-walk on
It's 1999 I'm the OG
Nigga only fuckin' with the real 2-0's
We ride, sliding of to the Eastside
You betta get ready 'cuz here they kitty come cum
I got homies from the hood that do the same all day
Some bangers so much I got cheers even go to there
Just like I tought nigga, you got caught
20 minutes
Holla at me 'cuz
One for the money and too for the sjizzo
Deuce, fo's, hoes and clothes
With my steal I cap home feeling like a O
Nigga where the pound hell yeah I'm from the pound
Me and Snoop ain't give a fuck
Nigga only fuckin' with the real 2-0's
I'm not discreet when it comes to the dogg
Yeah you hearded from me
Will I change, hell nah nigga
We can do it G-style mathafucker strap
Mix for licks to double my chips
Authograve that ass nigga, L A L G
Respect your G'z is what my homies told me
If me and you left here for hangin'
Quick to jack that ass to make my bank roll bigga
Holla at me, 20 minutes
On the other side where the cowboys at
Yeah, 20 minutes
And I never hesita to blast
Check this out dog, you don't know me shit
Roll, roll, roll your dubs
And keep my hands real close to the heat
I keep my feet real close to the street
I shot 'em down, I shot 'em, shot 'em down
Eastside I T C
Deuce, fo's, hoes and shows
Nigga how that sound, Dogg pound bounce
See, we be innin'
I'm a real O like eight-ball
Watch me try matches no need for no practice
20 minutes, 20 minutes
Holla back nigga in 20 minutes
Now Snoop watch me trip when I back your eleven
Where the brown blast black and the black blast right back
My nigga Snoop Dogg gives a fuck about a bi-zitch
Hoo-ride, to homicide rollin' in the G-ride
Smashing for the hood 'cuz I wanted to gang bang
