211 lyrics

[Intro]
(Okay, daddy)

[Verse 1: Casanova]
This a 211 on a motherf*ckin' opp
n*ggas know my body, everybody gettin' shot
Last n*gga played, I cleaned him up with the mop
That was '07 in the gamblin' spot
I aced to the deuce, I told him, "Suck my di*k"
When I was locked up he tried f*ck my b*tch
I took a step back, then I bust my grip
I love that f*ckin' deal, all I did was dust my 'prints
I'd rather get rid of my wife
Rob a n*gga with that gun the same night
Got his head cracked, he was slippin', rollin' dice
Walked up on him calmly like, "n*gga, that chain nice"
'Cause you know I get hyped
When I kick in the door wavin' the four-four
I ain't had no money, I still ran up in the store
Burner to his jaw
Stupid motherf*cker, take the money out the drawer

[Interlude: Casanova]
Papi, tú robaste la tienda mala
Te voy a matar a tu madre y tu pai'
Sucio
Foolio
Shut the f*ck up, you movin' slow
I think this n*gga don't understand how this movie go
What you said about my mama?
Shut the f*ck up, uh, take that
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Welcome to the Terrordome
Bustin' at your fitted cap, shootin' at your hair and bone
Beefin' since way back, n*ggas know the sh*t I'm on
f*ck this house party, cuz, n*ggas ain't gon' make it home
Tote this b*tch, n*gga, don't matter where I catch you
I'ma grab the special, turn around and stretch you
Keep that same energy, hidin' with your n*ggas (I don't give a f*ck)
n*gga they gon' get that same penalty
I ain't tryna sort 'em out, I don't know the difference
b*tch n*ggas all get it, one clip, one visit
Two shots, two missing
Lord help me, I'ma give 'em hell
Gotta lay 'em all down 'cause they will tell
f*ck 'em, I finish up and swerve out
Lookin' for an alibi, n*ggas got the word out
Shootin' like it's Palestine, shells on the front line
Neighbor saw hella crime, f*cker should've been gone
n*gga saw my L plates, 1's on the scene
Quit drivin', get a phone call, it's my n*gga
(Aw, f*ck, where you at, cuz?)
n*gga, I'm on some Crip sh*t
Finally found that n*gga, caught him slippin', had to set trip
(Damn, what'd you do?)
Laid that whole motherf*cker down
Front, backside, everywhere they goin', spin rounds
f*ckin' foolio
Caught him slippin', he was movin' slow
Crip-hop 'til they drop, that's how the movie go
[Outro: Snoop Dogg]
Call my cousin Casanova, let him know the movie done