Sherrod Myrion - C-Walkin lyrics

Intro: G sh**, LBC sh**, remember how it used to be? Mmm, you remember so much No we didn't, see if you can remember this sh** (Verse 1) 1982 now what was I to do All I wanna do ic claim RTC Cuz all of my homies from ICG So we gon do this thang for tha LBC Cuz we all one love and yeah this tha dub On my eleven gettin slicker Buyin liquor from a non-liquor store Quick to dick a ho and get tha big homie for a 64 He ain't gon miss it though Cuz I'm too slick for him to notice it was gone But I f**ed up and scraped his chrome Now he's tryin to take my dome Hangin out all in front of my home Now I got to get some of my chrome on my own Now it's really on Cuz I'm a dome this n***a and get him for his sh** Put tha switches on his riches Now his b**h is my b**h Ain't that a trip how I'm a crip But I won't hesitate to test another rep See thats the plan I was brainwashed not to know But n***a f** what you goin through this 2-0 And by tha time I'm 17 if I ain't in tha pen I'm on a mission wit tha homeboys mashin again Ridin, hoo-bangin like Mack 10 Back on tha streets again and strapped in I'm lookin for tha n***as wit tha wrong fingas up n***a I don't give a f**, n***a I don't give a f** em Straight bang, bang, bang, bangin, bangin Chorus: Shoot em up, shoot em up bang bang It's all fair in tha gang bang X2 I feel like livin it up I mean will like livin it up, you know Bang to tha boogie and boogie to tha bang Tha sound of mi nina when she feel tha need to sang (Verse 2) I got a gang of b**hes who ride for me now Not to mention tha homeboys locked down in tha p now See now tha road get shaky but you can't break Watch out for them hoodrats, snakes Cuz E told me a little story that left me kinda hurt The lil homie did too much dirt and got worked Now he's on the run and dyin of thirst Stayin at his girls spot on 21st And when he gets snitched on that ain't tha worst Cuz he might not make it to tha last verse But meanwhile back in tha p now Me and my n***as is representin LBC style Straight hoo-bangin and slangin cigarettes I shank ya baby brotha just to get a rep We straight bangin *Chorus x4 (Verse 3) This is Dogg Pound for life This is Dogg Pound for life, yeah right What you join tha game for you lil busta Now you wanna cross us out and disrespect us Musta thought we was bustas or sumthin I drop two n***as I don't need you n***as Thats tha one thang I learned about tha gang bang If you gon gang bang Ya gots to be able to bang by yourself man So whether you bangin for crip or blood You better bang for sumthin young thug Cuz you'll get banged on not by bangas But by Johnny Law cuz they love to hang us (I hear ya) I ride wit ya dogg if you can get me to tha border My baby mama flipped out and dipped out wit my daughter I oughta trip on that b**h I oughta flip on that b**h I can't trip cuz she look like my daughter and sh** So I'm a load up my clip and go ridin high And every police car that I see ridin by I autograph their car wit my brand new lid Drinkin to tha set and hope my dogg young have head Throwin up DPG for L-I-F-E cuz thats all I see Wit love for the LB Chorus (w/ Snoop)