What If (feat. Suga Free) feat. Suga Free

歌詞

Yeah, man Do you ever sit and wonder sometimes What if? I mean, like, forreal though I mean, sometimes I just sit and think to myself, like What if? I mean, that's a big question, right? If "if" was a fifth, we'd all be fucked up But what I really wanna know is: What if? (What if?) We had a reckless motherfucker That was king of west coast instead of big Snoop Dogg (What if?) We never had a nigga like Big P From the Southside, nigga goin' "woof" (What if?) We never had a real woman That could raise us and teach us, show us what the real was (What if?) We had to take it If you didn't have Suga Free, motherfucker, you had to make it Social media only ask the he-say, she-say shit And where would I be without Tone, Pimp (?), and DJ Quik? Act like you knew that I'm glad I had somebody tell me "Don't think with your dick, boy. Don't do that" Come on, you know me, man I pimp on, I entertain, man That's why I stay inside my (?) lane I gotta be careful when I show you stuff Cause these haters don't like you if you know too much Yo, ow give it up if you like this And you prefer the peace And won't get mad if you don't have no one to fight with We pull the cards around a phony My sister told me, "Niggas act hard around they homies" Because the West don't need no beef We need our (?) and our roaches And our Reres and our Monique So stay prayed up, armor on, I got it What if you talked to that man And understood before you shot him? (What if?) The Bloods and the Crips was the same And all niggas joined one gang (What if?) My granny wouldn't have died Man, I probably wouldn't have been from the East side (What if?) You could do what you don't And live how you motherfuckin' want, say that (What if?) A phony is a phony, a homie is a homie And you know the big homie don't play that Catch him, stick him Rip it, ride it La di da di, we shout out the party The old me, the new you, you niggas tryna do me You better off tryna do you Boo hoo, voodoo, taboo DP, GC, what it really do? I educate when I illustrate And those the words I be teachin', preachin' To each and everyone Never been a scary one Always been a down ass nigga, clown ass nigga Reppin' my city, (?) Extra extraordinaire exceptionally Never late, predicate, elevate, levitate My nigga, I'm way too high to ever hate Papa Snoop in my momma Beverly, heavenly Thank God for ya'll havin' me, for real (What if?) The Bloods and the Crips was the same And all niggas joined one gang (What if?) My granny wouldn't have died Man, I probably wouldn't have been from the East side (What if?) You could do what you don't And live how you motherfuckin' want, say that (What if?) We had a reckless motherfucker That was king of west coast instead of big Snoop Dogg (What if?) We never had a nigga like Big P From the Southside, nigga goin' "woof" (What if?) We never had a real woman That could raise us and teach us, show us what the real was (What if?) We had to take it If you didn't have Suga Free, motherfucker, you had to make it (What if?)