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Oh No Lyrics

[Intro]


Oh No, No, Oh No, No


Oh No, No, Oh No, No, Oh No, No





I play the bullshit from the backseat champ


Yea I'm in the backseat still got the seat back


Feet back stay from where the fake be at


Niggaz snitch for the shine where the patience at


Nigga make his own brother face his back


Give love and take it back


Good grief man this world is quite heavy on my aching back


Cops killing for crack you know the story snakes eat rats


Face the facts you can't change him can't shoot it if you can't aim it


Can't miss him if he kill you then you can't blame him


That's just how the dice roll when you can't fade him


Get too deep up in that water and they can't save ya


Me I come out of that water like I was just bathing


And watch my step on a wet pavement


Yea I'm from the hood so I rep 'em where I can't take em


Holly Grove Holly Grove was his last statement


So nigga get that look off your face


And recognize you got a crook in the place


They call me W-E-E crooked letter Y I'm so high


I skeet skeet in any nigga dime like she's mine


Streetsweeper in the back of the hatch make me pop the latch


Leave you bloody with the cops to match


Bullet holes in ya from the chopper blast


Like... Ha ha


That's bullet holes in your sneakers got you hoppin back


It all stop when they hit you in ya top and back


No cocking back silly motherfucker you ain't heard bout this


The clip sink down to the dick


That's a automatic shotty from a drum they call tommy


Garunteed to get you bitches from by me


When I hit every piece of ya physical body he leakin'


Mortimer is no longer leapin' he sleepin'


While you pussy niggaz is sleepin he thinkin


Deep in thought the boy ain't even linkin


Bob Marley got me stinkin


Stackin figures I'm standin firm life's a slinky


Pipes is filled with crack cocaine


And the dope go inside of the veins from where I came


Though I bear a name only one call live with


Coach they won't knock me off my pivot forget it


I'm sicker with it


Pick a city buy a condo find a fine hoe let some time go chill


What you know about a bongo having her mind goOver a convo about dough


Nothing! Man the four wheelers look so good on the sand


Tee or tanktop pocket fan


Pocket knife no handgun in sight


Just that rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat BOOM!


Ha ha tonight I might just boost my feature price


Cuz to each its own and the lights is bright


And I'm feelin like Mike at a Tyson fight


I'm from Cita house big momma's house


She told me to shoot ya right after I knock ya out


And he ain't gettin up after them shots if you hit him in the right spot


Hold up the beat might drop





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Oh No, No, Oh No, No