Oxy Music
(专辑: Habits & Contradictions - 2012)
[Intro/Chorus 1] Yeah; I
got my hustle dog I
gets my hustle off, oxycontin hero-oine Cra-zayy; I
got my chopper dog Don't make me chop him off Chop chop chop chop, knock him off [ScHoolboy Q] Blood on the
wall, death in the
air Birds on the
ground, pistols everywhere Devil's in the
eyes, babies always cry Poppa never home, fuck it we all alone Tryin to get rich yeah that talkin right Grab me the
beaker I'll measure the
white Heat up the
water, drop it in pot Baking soda and ice cubes make it rock Get you a
saucer the
razor go chop Get you a
Glock and invest in a
block Set up your shop, dare 'em to pop Fucked by the
cop jacked his ass with a
shot Ya ya! [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] Cra-zayy; I
got my hustle dog I
gets my hustle on, prostitutes and raps and all Cra-zayy; I
got my chopper dog Don't make me chop him off Knock knock knock knock, knock him off [ScHoolboy Q] Satan in your soul, let it take control Oxycontin fiends, keep the
foil low Let the
pill burn, inhale exhale it slow Let your heart explode, drop you to the
flo' I
gets the
dough, I
hustle hard Ace Hood ain't got shit on moi Green beans, 80's for sure They like what I'm talkin bout You know what I'm talkin bout? No syringes or nothin just heroins cousin smoke mufflers out [Chorus 1 +
Chorus 2] [ScHoolboy Q] Only Lords knows, and only time'll tell Will I
got to heaven, or will I
burn in hell? Music in my mind, vibratin down my spine travels to my heart, shoulda been here from the
start Now I
get bread for my audio (Call me your pusher these bars that I'm pushin) You know I
ain't talkin a
Xanny bro (Nigga we on it be up by the
mornin) You wreck a
new bitch wearin panties though (Threw out my line) Fished up for sho' (nigga we eatin) You oughts to know (Put my big boy in her) nebulo There she blows, #HiiPower controllin Our hustle keep goin sh-shittin on niggaz Excuse all our colons, boss after boss Don't be pissed that we ballin we here for the
moment (We gettin this cash) My flows be imported My bitch be imported, my grind get distorted Your life get deported, ch-ch-ch-ch-choppers deployin Loosin my brain while recordin on [Outro] [laughter] Q! [3X] Ooh-ooh! [3X] Yeahhhhh, Q!!