Brotha Lynch Hung - One TimeLyrics

Verse 1: Man these wicked streets will drive a nigga insane The week a cock back and put a pistol to da brain Weed alcohol nicotine and cocaine The plot to break us all down to eat You gotta cheat to break the law down Fuck em buck em all down Y'all down we can tear this motha fucka up again Shootin nootin snatchin people out they trucks again Fuck em den them motha fuckas wanna lock me up again Have me duck stretched right writin letters home from the pin Man fuck that id rather be stuck back on my block ssellin rocks wit a glock Runnin from da cops fuck one time Grindin in da california sunshine WHAT am I do get rich bitch fuck money sometimes Runnin numbas ride the runnas get yo bundles keep it commin when you get IT GET IT GET IT holla Money money money chorus: Like its one time Grindin in this california sunshine From la to da bay to sac town and back downthey can take a bird outa town on a greyhound Or serve on curb in yah hood nigga stay down Repeat 2x verse 2: BLOCK SHIT WE ROCK SHIT LIKE COCAINE HIT THE MEAN STREET TRIPPIN AND DIPPIN SERVIN UP WHOLE THANGS HOTTA THEN A MA FUCKA THER GOES THE RIVAL you KNOW THE CITIES TOO SMALL BETTER NO I'm LIABLE ILL TAKE A STRAP UP IN DA MALL NO BULL SHIT ILLEAGLE FO CLIPS GOT THAT DUAL SHIT WE BE SMOKIN EM UP YOU don't KNOW ENOUGH ITS ROUGH IF LIFE WAS FREE I WOULD SAY FUCK PUSSY NIGGA don't PUSH ME I'm AN O FACE KILLAJAY FOR he's EVEN IF ITS BLOODY I GET MORE CHEESE SMOKIN HELLA POUNDS OF WEED OE FUKIN UP MY GUT BUT I'm AS DRUNK AS CAN BE AND EATIN RAW MEAT REAK WHAT you SOW I GOT THAT HEAT THAT'LL MAKE YAH COLD DIE AT 21 NIGGA FUCK GETTIN OLD MONEY TAH FOLD KILLA SHOW SHOOTIN LEDGE HOES LICK THEN SPLIT don't TRUST NO SETUP HOES WHERE DEM CLOTHES GRINDIN IN THIS CALIFORNIA SUNSHINE ONE NINE KILLA FOR HIGHER FUCK MONEY SOMETIMES CHORUS 2X VERSE 3: I LIVE A LIFE OF A MOBSTA JUST TALKIN MONEY EATIN LOBSTA AND LIFE SWALLOWS NIGGA JUST LIKE A MONSTA YA BONES IS THE PROOF OF DEATH INVESTIGATORS LATER SAID HE DIES A SPOOKY DEATH YOU don't EVEN WANNA HEAR HOW THEY SAID HE DIED JUST AS WELL AS CALIFORNIAS HOME FOR HOMICIDE WE DODGE DEATH ALL DYA TRYIN TA STAY PAID AND IF OUR RIVALS don't COME THEN THE COPS don't RAID SO IF A NIGGA ain't HIGH you NO WE DRUNK AS FUCK AND IF A NIGGA ain't RICH he's TRYIN TA TOUCH A BUCK CHORUS 2X