Lyrics:
Uh, no ink from my pen, fresh off the dome
Uh, killer Cali, Stalifornia, that's my home, Yeah
I'm back at it again, bitch, I'm destined to win
Riding down to the beach with the homies
Sunny day out in VA with no worries
Double M on deck pass a cup to ya boy
We getting right finna have a good
on the saxophone
Trying to make my way back home
And maybe get laid
She was swimming around the bar
Hunting boys down like a shark
The target lock was set on me
She
my rhyme and get the hell away
Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up to her
the cat came back
'Cause he wouldn't stay away
Well they give a boy a dollar
For to set the cat afloat
And he took him up the river
In a sack
of character that 50 sent to a wanksta...
Bitch I'm by self !
cnd I surround u like a Pickett fence protecting Biden from offensive picketers..
Im when
the man back home
Some real shit
Yo yo my little bro
I hope you're doing well
What I'm going through is hell
And it don't seem real
And I can't hold it
apologize to your daddy
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp without a Caddy
Youknowmsayin?
Just a O.G. type brother
I want you to break it down
And tell em about the days
back, get forward, get raised, get lowered
Do some extreme shit, keep from bein' bored
Now it's double up, hoes come a nickel a dozen
They get hot
[Radio]
Yo its ???? WNBK the only radio station that slams a jam
Check this out ladies from Nasty Boy Klick its the AZ Side
[Chorus] x1
Take
and revert to the old days, forget this hurt.
Am I better off or in reverse, untaught by experience and therefore worse?
I mean a lot, I mean a little.
I
and the Son
I want the whole world and my old girl back
She left me for the postman, now she send me letters
I got a bottle of Grand Monet, drinkin
down the stash
Tell em who I am 4 those that don't know
From the O-H-I-O bringin' down the stash
For all my dogs all the kids all my ladies
I'm
momma left me at the circus
Abandoned at the carnival with the freak shows
Like bad boys, hermaphrodites and old man crow
But then I escaped to the ghetto
in the dark
i walk an extra 3 miles to avoid crazy fucks in the park
denied by the bloods, turned down by the crypts
my fuckin auntie kicked my ass
quite
Bob and Mae come up from
Some little town way down by
Lake Texoma, where he coaches football
They were two-A champions for two years running
quite
Bob and Mae come up from
Some little town way down by
Lake Texoma, where he coaches football
They were two-A champions for two years running
I'm on a Russ Parr thus far, to us stars
This is just us rock, use a nigga guts for the guitars (Put it on)
They getting bodied by an old nigga
Tell
It's like shit is coming down from the motherfuckin' heavens
It's a new motherfuckin' day
Get down or lay down
Ay yo, turn the fuck up
Ay yo, fuck
their bubble, but we'll be getting by alright, ah, ah, ah
I'm caught up in the middle, jumping through the riddle, I'm falling just a little tonight, ah,
It was a wet and slishy-slushy winter day
When the strangers came to stay
A man in black from head to toe with a lady by his side
I knew she was
An old peddler lady offers a rose hoping to charm us
We tell her to fuck off
You don't even look back at me as you call an Uber and make your departure
God
remember my rhymes and get the hell away
Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up
locked
So, I stay back and push
My little positive message
Isolated from the game up
In the nosebleed section
No awards or recognition
But my state
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