obie trice - yo! lyrics
[obie trice]
yo, obie trice, yo
i’m with backdoor productions, no discussion,
o trice be the sound that’s rushin your eardrums
pump it up if you feeling em, this is hip hop pure adrenaline
i’m a winner, i step on the scene
start to cipher, b-tches start to scream
c-ck back, n-gg-s start to flee
ain’t n-body in this motherf-cker with me
i’m a dog, i walk what i talk
detroit n-gg-s see straight through your heart
n-gg-s wanna bark, n-gg-s get traced in chalk
by the law in the adam car with this rap i be at em all
i spit through the mic and n-gg-s just scatter off
the boss before that b-tch rap that, these b-tch made
n-gg-s get their sh-t pushed the f-ck back
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you know o trice spit the hot sh-t that’s the realest
keep lacing dope tracks that’s the illest
hot joints for my raw -ss n-gg-s
that make motherf-ckers go yo
[obie trice]
motherf-ckers ain’t trying to see mr. trice
yo i pump up the party, pump nut up in ya wife
me and you, two different types
you wanna be hardcore while my sh-t’s precise
i recite make n-gg-s wanna blast on any punk -ss n-gg- in sight
my focus, to take n-gg-s minds over
somebody’s murdered once my rhyme’s over
i do this the regular way
a regular cat with an irregular verbal spray
you know my thoughts deep when it runs
a weirdo sleeping with mad guns
who want some, you can have it, semi-automatic catch the trace around
you be lost and found
chalked up with obie trice branded on ya -ss n-gg- what
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