Lyrics Bring Another Ounce - Max B, Mel Matrix

Bring Another Ounce

We banging and balling on this side
You know what I'm talking about?
Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
We ain't scared to play the corner you know what I'm talking about?
Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
Fuck it Ima get straight to the point

Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
I ain't leaving the strip till I get my grip into my money get right
Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
Load up the three-fifty-seven
Cock the Nina if the money ain't right
Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
Make the shit for the ghetto, that'll make you want to love em for life
Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
I'm the type of motherfucker that hit ya hoe

I'm banging, kicking up dust with the homies
My style like MJ these niggas can't hold me
Murdered my co-dee
So when a nigga get locked up, You know I ain't playing with yall and the police
Niggas can't fold me
My young-ins on the block, got them chops
Moving them keys, fucking from the police
Grind, that's all we know
Took a half off the top and we bricked it to a kilo
I get my chips off the top, that's where I see the dope
Jackboy run in your spot and take your kilos
You ain't seen shit until you seen a fifth-four
Don't fuck with platinum no more
I'm back to rocking gold
Used to run off with packs, run up in the member holes
This time its for the money so lets get it in
Lets get it in
That piff and that gwap we get it in
Check me in that Maybach coupe
I'm blowing in the wind

Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
I ain't leaving the strip till I get my grip into my money get right
Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
Load up the three-fifty-seven
Cock the Nina if the money ain't right
Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
Make the shit for the ghetto, that'll make you want to love em for life
Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
I'm the type of motherfucker that hit ya hoe

I caught him slipping niggas tried to get dippin (uh huh)
He tried to run but I kick my leg out and tripped him (uh huh)
Come here mother fucker don't you try it
Don't make me pop this cannon in the air and start a riot
Put you niggas on the diet
Turn your Porsches to meager
This time the boss is eager to let a nigga feed em
Just kick back and write them checks
"Capo baby I got this"
Give me the lane watch me dunk on these niggas like your breakfast
Got them quarters of that Cain, nineteen-fifty a piece, twenties of Kush
Tucked a bird of the D in the bush
Got the PT's on my tail he hit me on my cell
Like Biggavel, I can't let him get me in the jail
Them niggas going to try to get me and I ain't got no blicky
I'm going to flip me a kilo cause this shit here is going to get sticky
Make him bring me back that bread
Then go see my connect
You motherfuckers better show me respect yea
Weed blow

Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
I ain't leaving the strip till I get my grip into my money get right
Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
Load up the three-fifty-seven and
Cock the Nina if the money ain't right
Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
Make the shit for the ghetto, that'll make you want to love em for life
Bring another ounce I wish it was a kilo
I'm the type of motherfucker that hit ya hoe