Scream L.O.X. — текст песни (The Lox)





One , one , one
Yeah!
It`s the second time around!
Ya know , ya heard , (y`all know who this is)
The real L.O.X. (no doubt)
As we proceed
To get rid of that bullshit (that`s right)
And give you what you need

CHORUS:
Scream L
Cuz we livin and we love the life
Scream O
We official and we override
Scream X
Cuz we experts and experienced (who is it nigga)
We gon kill till we die and be ruff when we ride
(One more time c`mon)
Scream L
Cuz we livin and we love the life
Scream O
We official and we override
Scream X
Cuz we experts and experienced
We gon kill till we die and be ruff when we ride

[Sheek]
Who that kid that
Fly in his truck
High as fuck
Mami on my side she weeded I`m henneseyed up
Wet like flipper
Dick on my zipper
Kind of soft
Waitin for this bitch to finish her weed to suck me off
I`m done now
Step out my truck then peep out my style
Place a hundred in this bum cup in front of Mr. Child
Glock 19
Laser beam
Fuck it no vest today
No stress today , that`s how I`m feelin today
But if y`all shoot you think I won`t put this bitch in my way
I got love for my niggas that`s deeper than lava
Hotter than lava
You point him out I`ll pop the revolver
Two years in jail and I don`t need no package or nothing
Sheek Louch true to this shit
Y`all niggas is frontin
We some evil motherfuckers you can tell when we smirk
Comes to money we aint got no patience like doctors who don`t work
We drink till it don`t hurt
And the pain go away
Now who you know out there who`s fuckin with Sheek, Styles, and J
C`mon

[Styles]
What comes around goes around and I`m waitin to die
I smoke weed in a cloud make my face in the sky
I get blasted off the liquor, sell drugs, carry a 5th
Fuck with my dogs
Till they put me in a morgue
And even when I`m alone it`s me and my toast
Me and my ghost
I wonder who get heated the most
If you didn`t live the life you probably couldn`t relate
I turn your face into pudding in the hood with an 8th
Niggas beef over crack sales
Scrap over hood rats
Die over dice games
You fuckin with us
And I`ma still pop shit ridin up on a bus
Like I`ma fuck a nigga up when I`m outta these cuffs
And blow three niggas down cuz only cowards`ll bluff
Play it sweet when it`s sour as fuck
Calicoed up
Money and the jewels and the powder is up
I`ma make a nigga leak like I hit him with dust

[Jadakiss]
Nowadays it cost money to breathe
That`s why I tote around three
Ankle to waist and one in my sleeve
Fuck security y`all can give that money to me
Cuz when the bullets go off they be under the tree
I`m at your chick`s house bagging up
Groupies styled out
The Kool-Aid too sweet and the phone don`t dial out
You don`t gotta like me
I show up to your wedding
Rockin a white tee
Your wife like oohh-wee
And if I dance wit her
Then I got a chance wit her
But I aint gonna do her
I`ma wait till after the honeymoon to screw her
And let niggas run through her
For y`all that`s behind that wall blockin the street
Homemade doorags off the top of the briefs
Everybody get they turn to live
You just gotta know when it`s your turn don`t burn your bridge
And all the real niggas will die the worms`ll live
And that`s real fucked up but that`s how shit is
Scream it

CHORUS



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