Brotha Lynch Hung - One Time lyrics

Verse 1: Man these wicked streets will drive a n***a insane The week a co*k back and put a pistol to da brain Weed alcohol nicotine and c**aine The plot to break us all down to eat You gotta cheat to break the law down F**k em buck em all down Yall down we can tear this motha f**ka up again Shootin nootin snatchin people out they trucks again F**k em den them motha f**kas wanna lock me up again Have me duck stretched right writin letters home from the pin Man f**k that id rather be stuck back on my block ssellin rocks wit a Glock Runnin from da cops f**k one time Grindin in da california sunshine WHAT am i do get rich b**h f**k money sometimes Runnin numbas ride the runnas get yo bundles keep it commin when u get IT GET IT GET IT holla Money money money Chorus: Like its one time Grindin in this california sunshine From la to da bay to sac town and back downthey can take a bird outa town on a greyhound Or serve on curb in yah hood n***a stay down Repeat 2x Verse 2: BLOCK sh*t WE ROCK sh*t LIKE COCAINE HIT THE MEAN STREET TRIPPIN AND DIPPIN SERVIN UP WHOLE THANGS HOTTA THEN A MA F**KA THER GOES THE RIVAL U KNOW THE CITIES TOO SMALL BETTER NO IM LIABLE ILL TAKE A STRAP UP IN DA MALL NO BULL sh*t ILLEAGLE FO CLIPS GOT THAT DUAL sh*t WE BE SMOKIN EM UP YOU DONT KNOW ENOUGH ITS ROUGH IF LIFE WAS FREE I WOULD SAY F**K PUSSY ni**a DONT PUSH ME IM AN O FACE KILLAJAY FOR HES EVEN IF ITS BLOODY I GET MORE CHEESE SMOKIN HELLA POUNDS OF WEED OE FUKIN UP MY GUT BUT IM AS DRUNK AS CAN BE AND EATIN RAW MEAT REAK WHAT U SOW I GOT THAT HEAT THAT'LL MAKE YAH COLD DIE AT 21 ni**a F**K GETTIN OLD MONEY TAH FOLD KILLA SHOW SHOOTIN LEDGE HOES LICK THEN SPLIT DONT TRUST NO SETUP HOES WHERE DEM CLOTHES GRINDIN IN THIS CALIFORNIA SUNSHINE ONE NINE KILLA FOR HIGHER F**K MONEY SOMETIMES CHORUS 2X VERSE 3: I LIVE A LIFE OF A MOBSTA JUST TALKIN MONEY EATIN LOBSTA AND LIFE SWALLOWS ni**a JUST LIKE A MONSTA YA BONES IS THE PROOF OF DEATH INVESTIGATORS LATER SAID HE DIES A SPOOKY DEATH YOU DONT EVEN WANNA HEAR HOW THEY SAID HE DIED JUST AS WELL AS CALIFORNIAS HOME FOR HOMICIDE WE DODGE DEATH ALL DYA TRYIN TA STAY PAID AND IF OUR RIVALS DONT COME THEN THE COPS DONT RAID SO IF A ni**a AINT HIGH U NO WE DRUNK AS F**K AND IF A ni**a AINT RICH HES TRYIN TA TOUCH A BUCK CHORUS 2X