I clock Game from the Jump G funk in my Trunk 
Ain't no fun was the bump fucking chumps getting dumped
My boy rolled a blunt on my g6 fly 
In a whip full of skunk and you know that I'm High
And I gotta get mine but I keep it low key
I'm the sickest pedigree who murder beats like a G
Got a glass of hennessy and 10 g's of weed
And these bitches on the Creep sucking N-U-ts 
But let me dip with my clique spit this sick rhetoric 
I'm the infamous murderous lyricist droppin' hits 
It goes 1, 2, 3 into the 4 I'm keep it OG with my boys from the O
So fasho' drop a hoe that bitch was a tumor
If she ain't sucking dick send her ass home in Uber
Heard a lil rumor that I couldn't hold it down 
East LA, O-Block got the juice all around
But guess who's back in the MuthaFuckin House
With a fat blunt in my muthafuckin Mouth 
Hoes Recognize and these Homies do too
Got a gang of muthafuckas 2 steppin with some juice
So whatcha' wanna do when I got the microphone 
Don't condone with these hoes light a spliff and get blown
So Fuck all that SImp Shit I'm just trynna' Bone
It's Nieves from the "O" On My Mommas that I'm On 



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