Yo Yo Half ounce in the house, it out, check it out Don't be comin' around my way with tough guy shit Only west allowed and we won't get hit, geah We got the ho's down ounce in the house It's this Mon Yo 'em
My visions outta focus I lit the hocus-pocus All I'm leavin' for you vultures is a couple of Mon-diggi split wiggy - probably incidental When I rape your but we gon' keep that confidential I really can keep a secret but you tellin' to represent You like a bitch in about you need a trend so you can wet the tough guyz And suspense is evidence, lay it to scuff guys Must I - do the cappin', I would to keep rappin' But I heard you always packin' and bitch-made it come to scrappin' Mon-d, sinister m.c. is for your captain so I can smack and p.d. wack him My are more than just bad bitches and back Shiiit, chan would fuck around and get his ass blasted bastard - diggi blessed the session Niggas in my section are for some new direction
Don't be comin' my way with that tough guy shit Only side allowed and we won't get hit We gots the locked down from town to town And we on payin', don't give a fuck what you sayin' Don't be comin' around my way with tough guy shit Only west allowed and we won't get hit We gots the ho's locked down from town to And we on playin', so fuck what you sayin', geah
bam] We got problems that you believe The world is filled with hatred, player haters and (geah) And I can't lie - we all done took part in it And no pointin' no muthafuckin' fingers of who done started it You gotta be for your get down You gotta be ready to put your hit Then to split your grip down (geah) The middle - gotta be Signs posted in the hood, all niggas beware, now it (check it out) One can't maintain no order They the ones gettin' checked, need a order (chin chin) Against like me that's on the warpath So get umbrellas ready because the forecast is gloomy My extra large t-shirt be For the gat that I pack, new jacks wanna do me L.a. is the where punks die quick (half ounce is the click you fuck with)
Don't be comin' around my way that tough guy shit Only west side and we won't get hit We got the ho's locked down from to town And we keep on so fuck what you sayin'...
Criminal minded's the kingpin, I starts my Killin' these bitch-ass niggas I starts my shootin' Hundred miles and runnin' stops the cops In the back seat hops as I to pop Givin' a fuck, got the extra in the under cover Blast the ski mask, blame it on another Old dirty e the c-p-t Still kill c to shine m.c. catastrophe Competition, compete it's Killing you in your body with the shotty (boom boom) Where's the party, it's any - body (geah) turn silly like the ? ? ? Evil stunts like ? ? ? packs my I escape, uh Eiht ain't yet 'em all And into the sunset
Don't be comin' my way with that tough guy shit Only west allowed and we won't get hit We got the locked down from town to town And we keep on so what you sayin' Don't be around my way with that tough guy shit Only west allowed and we won't get hit We got the ho's locked down town to town And we on playin' so fuck what you sayin'
on Half in the house ounce in your mouth bitch