2 The Double R lyrics

[Intro]
To the double R all my time is given
To the double R
To the to the to the double R
All the double R
To the to the double R


[Verse 1 Coolio Da'unda'dogg]
9-2 man
91 was a long one
A sad one, a bad one
Or should i say a wrong one
The mac got killed
b*tches got pilled and sh*t
Jacking stacking a fat
Packing a gatt
Wearing silk n' sh*t
Times got crazy n*gga's went wild
Or recession just depressing
You thing i give a f*ck child please
Am trying to get my G's
Every night on my knees
Praying before i get my Z's
Cause at ease ain't how am feeling
Am ready for the killing
So i get me an O-Z and start dope dealing
Rocks to the fiend
Then me n' the crew fell out
I got the hell out quick
Thinking my mamma did i bell out, sh*t
Am stuck like chuck mad as f*ck
And Down on my luck
So a n*gga know he gotta come up
Be strong and move along
So ding dong down
But i ain't going out
So i'm about the come around
To my senses n*gga
No longer a senseless n*gga
I got defences n*gga
Thats get my riches
Pulling my b*tches
Telling the crew i love em' fool
Living a life
And giving a try to shop?
Because they hella cool
My n*gga got locked up and also got jocked
But sh*t these days create crazy ways
I guess it's california livin'
So to the diggity double R
n*gga all my f*cking time is given
[Verse 2 Mac Dre]
Yea coolio i know times are ruff
Steady on the grind cause theres never enough
Motherf*ckers jacking and they blame it on me
Got my motherf*cking peoples even thinking it me
Attorney bills take a big chunk of my bank
To get through the day i keep f*cking with dank
On the crest side streets all day i strive
Often drifting of reminiscing of mic
Hoes on my di*k like rats on cheese
Am steady saying no
She steady saying please
Six foot one
Slim and fly
Love slanging that j-i-m-m-y
Ya put the D to the I to the C to the K
And thats all you get from young mac ass dre
The lyrical rap speaking
Never be getting weaken
Continue to spit the pimping sh*t
And keep the fans peaking
The Twenty-four and then some
c*ck am always in some
Love to spit a rap
Shoot some craps and try to win some
Cold cash money
Some mothaf*cking duckets
Sometimes I roll lit
Sometimes a ride a bucket
Got a cuddy named truck-it
I make the hoe's suck it
Don't j*rk j*rk j*rk it, I f*ck f*ck f*ck it
Keep my pants cuffed, my zig zags stuffed
The riggity romp life I could never get enough of
Peep game and let the sh*t soak man
I got the dope and I don't slang coke man
Cold kicking it loving how im living
And to the double R all my time is given