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Back to Cali

O.C.

Bon Appetit

30

Rap

Tekst piosenki
Holla Bounce Bounce Bounce [ VERSE 1: A. Bless ] Bless and OC goin back to Cali High to the moon when I wrap the cavi Cold in the arm, that's how the watch be Toast in the palm and the cops watch me We ain't them niggas that spit off the head We them niggas that'll spit and off your head Niggas tellin me "A, why you lost your mind?" Your brains on the street, look, now you lost your mind Bon Appetit, Mush, soon to come Dickin your girl in the bush and I'm soon to cum Smooth and ride out, slow the pace up Take shots like a 31 Pacer Get your smoke on and throw your l's up One love Corleone and throw your L's up On the block with the fiends that cop the rock In the drop with the gleam that rock the rock Yeah, I eat pork, I ain't god but I'm buildin Why the city wanna put gods in the buildin I don't wear a lotta red but still a Diablo Hit with 42, one more than Diallo Whoa [ Hook ] [ O.C. ] People gonna feel us on this here [ A. Bless ] It's Wildlife comin to ya this here [ O.C. ] Aiyo, out with the old, in with the new, ooh yeah [ A. Bless ] Time for us to make a million bucks this year [ O.C. ] Yo, we could care less 'bout those, we right here [ A. Bless ] Doin' what we do best with this with no fear [ O.C. ] When me and Bless step in the place they show fear [ VERSE 2: O.C. ] Yo, as a young lad I used to eat my mush Now I'm older, baby pa, so they call me Mush Come steppin in my face, get straight up mushed Cause I was born from puss don't mean that I'm puss I'm from the Bush dash w-i-c-k Faggot niggas, they can suck a d-i-c-k This is easy for me, flow is easily achieved, flow Stay in my pockets in bulks, my proceeds go Straight to the bank on the block rollin celo And guess who's controllin the bank - Mush Numero uno in the raps that I spank - Mush Top rank, who wanna rank on the kid, I'm no joke Generals, I snatch stripes off your chest and lower your ranks It's a brand new era, no room for errors I'm from back when Acs was chromed out with ( ? ) Ain't nothin you can tell us, my niggas on the streets tell us Who's with us and who's straight jealous Chickens jealous, Sir Fly, I peep with third eye I wink em with the eye as I casually drive by [ Hook ] [ VERSE 3: A. Bless ] Haaa... When the dutch gets stuffed I'm coughin Bitch-ass niggas get stuffed in coffins I drove the bricks and puff the water Get drove to the bridge and dumped in water (Y'all) can't stop us, it's on and poppin Flow in the coupe and the chrome is poppin Cause I pack heavy metal like rock 'n roll Stop - when I pop niggas drop and roll [ OC ] We cock and load, I repeat we cock and load On some Tommy Lee shit, dog, we rock 'n roll Bless'll bless you god, bless the child who stole You get your fingertips burnt to learn, progress and grow Never judge a book by the face, you catch ox to the face I call you kid cause I'm grown, know your place OC and Bless, Bless and OC This be some fly shit y'all, so sing the chorus with me [ Hook ]
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