Lyrics:
I woke up cuttin' up girly on the beachfront I Got a wife, struck by the rallies when I
Re-upped She said she left the crib and ain't been home
It's
hijacked (Vroom, vroom, Bow, bow)
She beat my dick while smoking in that shit I call that high jacked (Uh, oh shit)
Im fucking all y'all niggas up by myself
Woo Woo Woo
Remix to Catch me outside
You know I'm bout to get live
Cause I'm from that 305
Aye Aye Let's Get It
Walking by faith and not by sight
on the crutch sliced up the dutch
Fill it with the fruit of your
Labor once it’s ripe enough
I know, brother, time’s are tough
New times same as the old times
OC
to a n**** that's caked up
Willin to spend time and even more at Jacob
But you a**ume position, face down, a** up
And I think I got you in that same pose
that other side
Up till the sun rise
Dope flicks
We so fye
Haters mad
Don't cry
Come from the OC
My Second home is HB
Wanna find me
I'm by the sea
Only the strong is above the fuckin' jungle
Reload up my Glock, as I step on the block
Didn't much props, cause I hold cell blocks
I'm owned by
She like to add it up
She like count it up oc add it up
These niggas hating get your cabbage up
Like a biker boy i''m tatted up
Pitching 8 balls like
She wanna fuck with me
Yeah, she love my foreign features
Bring ass by the OC
Pack it down and turn some papers
Got 4 chances, these blue faces rollin
em all see the real see the legit
Picture perfect there aint gonna be a remix
It dont matta' where ya goin' if ya luck is up or down
Just now that im
to the cash like I'm Frank Gore
Same time running from my past having mind wars
I don't wanna show her I have the time for her
You ain't getting paid for by
play me (Uh huh)
But I found out that you were lying
All the time
[Chorus]
You pick me up (oh oh)(That's right)
And you bring me down (Bring me
inspirational
'Cause I was inspired by the greatest
And now I'm just spitting on the remix
I gotta finish the intro, but I'm just getting started
Imma go from
again!
That's a Win!
Look
Stack it up and flip it like a gymnast
Ain't no time to entertain it if it ain't about ascension
I'm talking bout the trenches
to a nigga that's caked up
Willin to spend time and even more at Jacob
But you assume position, face down, ass up
And I think I got you in that same pose
Cheaper but it ain't easier
Tha gamble gotta withstand it
(Ahh shit)
So by the time I landed in Vegas
I hadda' go test my luck
Runnin' shit up off of black
that
Straight up and down
I don't feel like standing by
The fucking front door, alright?
You know what? Matter fact, a year from now
When you at home
Introducing
ONE
Lifting up the only undefeated King forever
Now on the mic who goes by Sacred Jerome
We back
This the comeback but we was never gone
a day
No fronting because you couldn't stop my glock so
Time ran out 'cause you punch your own glock
I let it slide, I let it slip on by
Giving
catcht up my styles maturing
His ego movin' poisonous paragraphs seem to be alluring
Straight Hen no chaser brain eraser
By the time you catch the next
an action
I want my money on the front not the back end Better pay up cause young nigga watching
Tag her two times and hit her with the right Fucking your
could you fill with all the people killed in war,
Now you look me in my eyes and tell me whats its good for.
Battlecry Remix
As interpolated by Bone
Wearing a smile a bit contagious I have found
Follow like the words spoken by poets underground
Feel the rhythm, let me
Step up to the mic, check
Like I'm
up with the Jeep
I'm an OG Sex on the bay
I know your mom gay, Adventure time bitch
Yeah sucking on my big ass nips Put two Z's in there by the way
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