Eminem & Snoop Dogg - From The D 2 The LBC Lyrics

Eminem & Snoop Dogg – From The D 2 The LBC Lyrics

Eminem & Snoop Dogg – From The D 2 The LBC Lyrics

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Song: From The D 2 The LBC
Album: Death Row Kids: G-Funk Lullabys
Singer: Eminem And Snoop Dogg
Written By: Luis Resto, Cordel Broadus, Snoop Dogg & Eminem
Produced by: Eminem
Release Date: 24 June 2022

Eminem & Snoop Dogg – From The D 2 The LBC Lyrics

Yeah, it’s been a minute
This probably should’ve happened a while ago
F**k it, we’re here now though, let’s go
Yeah, man, what the f**k? Yo
Yo, Snoop, oh, man
Yo, let me see–, let me see them buds
I can’t even–
Man, that shit’s the size of my hand, Dogg
The f**k?

That’s how I know that I’m in the studio with the Doggy (Where?)
In Californi’ ’cause my homie from Long Beach
I always got that bomb weed (That’s why)
I feel a calm breeze (Yeah)
Every time I palm trees (Get it?), just like that blonde bleach
I went platinum then so did my album (Yeah)
Calvin’s turning me into a zombie
‘Cause these buds are like the Hulk, they’re twice the size that his arm be
And that is some strong green (Strong green)
Gotta contact, my contact lenses are foggy
I might end up in Walgreens pharmacy
With my arm asleep, gone off lean mixed with Dramamine
I will treat Paula Dean like a f**kin’ human pin-ball machine
Bouncing the balls off her tonsils
If y’all are seeking’ the smoke, I got all the weed
I am a walking motherf**kin’ marijuana leaf, and I’m here to stay
My ring’s so definite, my longevity needs a hearing aid (What?)
Still wearing Hanes T-shirts, I done bodied some features with legendary names (Yeah)
Was there when Dre turned The Chronic to monetary gain (Woo)
‘Cause dope is addictive, just like they call it marijuana
‘Cause like marriage, you wanna marry Jane
It’s like you and Spider-Man feel the very same (Yeah)
My adversaries came, put these little degenerates out my lineage
And when it come to pockets, weren’t many as [?]
Skinny as mine, bi*ch I was penniless
Now I’m plenty rich, and this shit don’t make any sense
I was in the motherf**kin’ pinch like a titty twist
Now I’m sitting as pretty as each penny is
While I’m penning this in the lab, while you guinea pigs
I ain’t finna fool ’em, and in fact, give me the semi
And when I pull the big guns out that trigger
Pull it, until the motherf**kin’ shit runs out of bullets
Somebody better call a ambulance (Woo)
Better believe you will be miraculous
I Got more hits than a contract killer
Like the caterpillars don’t got antennas
Or the words, I don’t got no God damn fillers
What’s more? You did not plan for this (Nah)
From Detroit all the way to Los Angeles (Haha, yeah)

So put your doobies high if you reside in 213, let’s see them blunts raised (Brr)
Whether you East Side or West Side of the 313, let’s see them guns blaze (Brr, brr, brr)

Make money moves like The Matrix
Make More Mount, motivation
Roll up one, meditation
Watchin’ the moves you make, you might wanna stick to the basics
Military mindset, locked in, cocked in, make sure the mission is profitable
Ain’t no mission impossib-ble
One phone call and my monsters’ll go
Dump phones, hop in a Mazda and go
F**k they, y’all stay, ni**a, I’m finna go
You think you slick, boy, this crip
You ain’t ready take it where I’m finna go
Mafia roots, makin’ a mockery of me (What?)
A monopoly, stick on my flow
My ni**a, I’m moppin’ on ’em, slept on my floor
[?] ni**as is copyin’
Don’t make us
This ain’t the time for ponderin’
You ni**as is slanderin’, this real shit, ni**as be honorin’
You lookin’ for followers, and now watch all my ni**as that’s followin’
Ni**a, f**k them likes, I’m young, like what is [?] my problem?
Eastside, Eastside, ni**a, Eminem
Want it back like
Think it’s a game, you gon’ see somethin’
Ain’t no peace, you been missin’ a piece
Damn, I’m bad
Send a few coins to the coroner
Please make ’em sleep for ’em
Ni**a, I don’t hop on tracks, I leap on ’em
In the field with the cleats on
Steve Jobs, killerous mind
If you’re lookin’ for the facts, I’m a ni**a defined
A young ni**a sold crack in the middle of [?]
In the face of this crimpin’
Still gettin’ bread with the ni**as I put on
Yeah, yeah, I put my hood on
Shit got cold, I put my hood on, yeah, yeah
Marshall and Calvin, both from the gutters like public housin’
Now we’re performin’ for hundreds of thousands
Wearin’ no makeup, but we still be clownin’

So put your doobies high if you reside in 213, let’s see them blunts raised (Brr)
Whether you East Side or West Side of the 313, let’s see them guns blaze (Brr, brr, brr)

My Detroit ni**as verse everybody
My Long Beach ni**as verse everybody
My Detroit ni**as
My Long Beach ni**as shook up the party

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