Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Oh!, artist - Joell Ortiz. Album song Free Agent, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.02.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Freedom Tunes
Song language: English
Oh! |
When get your money, get you… right, |
I say it was real, fuck that lamb life, |
All these haters, they don’t want it |
All these haters know I’m on it |
And I got them like eeoo, |
And now they’re lie oo (2x) |
Yeah, you niggers think this is a game |
See you smellin’my face,. |
turn me up |
Pro go out on my base, these motherfuckers go |
I crack cocaine in the 80's I got a flow |
I wreck so crazy you play with me adios |
Hommie I’m a second coming |
This ain’t the first time I’ve been on a record bugging |
Show enough won’t be the last I’m just getting started |
You… no furniture, no big apartment |
I ain’t no rap nigger, I’m a nigger that rapping |
I could scrap nigger, don’t get your look at me is crack |
… widow, I’m street to the night power |
Walking in parks one deep with the light power |
I’d blind if I told that you my boss made you |
But I walk in and pick the blood that I’m a fuck later |
Club… becomes garbage for the dutch people |
I see you watching, waddup nigger? |
When get your money, get you… right, |
I say it was real, fuck that lamb life, |
All these haters, they don’t want it |
All these haters know I’m on it |
And I got them like eeoo, |
And now they’re lie oo |
Somebody said this roomie was better, I guess he lied |
I’m… locked 25 to life |
When I rifle the ground’s shaking |
… get the town baking |
I’m not your average piece, I can’t stomach yo, make my abs get weak |
Extra nauseous from the… who speaks, so drop your pen |
You’re not a friend, makes me have to grab you creeps |
I’ll count to ten, one, two late bastards, look at you shush |
… packets, you know the situation, I’m not intimidated |
Cold dog, flow like the frigging… |
You tryin to bring it back, I just try to bring it |
You got them Red Bull,. |
you just kinda wing it |
Like the butter knife get em gonna cut it |
When get your money, get you… right, |
I say it was real, fuck that lamb life, |
All these haters, they don’t want it |
All these haters know I’m on it |
And I got them like eeoo, |
And now they’re lie oo |
You’re… look around, ain’t nobody is hiding |
If you know body… |
If you’re somebody I turn you to the first nigger |
I’m the worst nigger, call me… nigger |
The bodies are drop, |
My team really bought it hommie,. |
You’re a bitch, price shit you know your party is squat |
This rap music is my new hustle, I won’t play it to post it |
With a few bundles, I’m on the ground all the time with the 9 niggers headin on |
shit |
Ya weak man this is sweet like an egg nog… |
Every word that I speak is like a… out of the pound |
Yeah birds I hear tweet like words after a pound |
Say my name and I’m a put you in your place you know, not a song |
I’m a come see you and punch you in your face |
Blame Brooklyn, cause that’s why I put up |
You pulling I’m above the room |
When get your money, get you… right, |
I say it was real, fuck that lamb life, |
All these haters, they don’t want it |
All these haters know I’m on it |
And I got them like eeoo, |
And now they’re lie oo |