Cool

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Just yesterday I had to turn a bitch away
I got too many on my side
I got too many in my face
Come ride with me
Take you where the gangsta's play
Often heard but seldom seen
That's the way that it's supposed to be
When you do see me
Mobbin' with a gangsta lean
Dime piece by my side
You can ride, baby, close your eyes

Girl, I'm so cool
Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool

Yeah, it's me, I'm back again
It's never gonna end
I know you heard it all before
I just got to give you more
Catch me rollin' in the night
If I turn off my lights
The Eastsidaz in the game
You hear my voice and know my name
You should bang this down on your block
All through your hood
Burnin' trees (burnin' trees)
Ladies, let the music run right through you
Just like I'll do, Butch Cassidy

I'm so cool
Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool

I'm so cool I that I sweat ice cubes when I'm heated up
Take this move, his groove is still G'd up
Stroll so slow you swore my leg was broke
Pimpin' hoes down south, back east to west coast
I'm Tracy Dee, but think of me as Mr. Freeze
Gangsta leanin' on the scene on them twisted deez
Big ballin' mad doggin' like a gangsta ride
As I exit, I step with my Stacey shine
I'm so cool but motherfcukers know I'm a fool
Ten times outta ten catch me totin' the tool
Laid back but stay strapped for pay back
To think that I'm slippin' then Crippin' from way back
Now let me break it down a notch
Smooth like I do when I pound the cock
We cold motherfuckas holdin' down the block
Everybody knowin' that Tha Dogg Pound is hot
We so cool now

If everybody turn their radios on at twelve o'clock
We'll make the world pop
I'm too good right now
Blunkey, blunkey, Remy, Remy
Plenty gumbo
Snoop gimme some mo'
So I can act like a damn fool
Akademiks, Stacey Adams, feelin' way to cool
It's a lot things that make me wanna frown though
But I'm grinnin' like a motherfucka
Throwin' Dogg Pound up
Snappin' my fingers, stompin' my feet
It's what you get from a gangsta with these hard ass beats
I'm cool as fuck and don't say too much
Talk shit to the homies 'cause they know what's up
If the gangstas go dead, diggle my niggle
Still got patience, still makin' niggas
I just want to be myself
What I receive from the homies is help
We had a conversation today about who ain't pitchin' in
Keep suckas away that don't fit in
I'm so

Cool
Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool

Writer(s): Tony Cottrell, Tracey La Marr Davis, Nathaniel D. Hale, Jerry Buddy Long, Danny Elliott II Means, Keiwan Dashawn Spillman
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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