Ya Boy - Lock Down lyrics

[Verse 1 - Ya Boy] Lock down time to make my block proud California on 24 hour watch now There's been a take over baby, hostile Yeah the young Cali convict got the rock now I hear the rumors saying I'm just pop now Like they never heard a hood n***a with a hot style I got the hills to burns and the block now Old b**hes wanna holla at me cause I'm hot now I got a new b**h sitting in my drop now Song on the radio album 'bout to drop now Music lives in California, living proof Ya Boy the rocker, Konvict, what it do I been had with these other n***as getting to Take your girl home and make her earn all them Jimmy Choo's I hope you like heat it's hot in the kitchen boo Do you have service? Am I gettin' through? [Hook - Akon] Hey, I know you heard we got the drop now Konvicts supplying n***as round the clock now Getting money and we forced to put the Glock down, lock down, lock down We expanded all the pipes now, and have to get accustomed to this lifestyle No more spending all my cash trying to fight trials on a lock down, lock down Cause victory is all (mine x15) Cause victory is all (mine x15) [Verse 2 - Ya Boy] Another watch, another chain, another charm copped Time to wake these n***as up like alarm clocks I see 'em hatin so we gotta keep the arms co*ked I'm the reason CA on storm watch It's 'bout to get ugly, no Whoopie Gold Superstar still in the kitchen whippin O's Toss it to my youngins call me when you get it gone f** a rap n***a we about to get it on I'm speaking for california from the top down Holla at Ya Boy, I got it locked down I tried to tell 'em this forever like a diamond I'm so hot shawty I could change the climate [Hook] [Bridge - Akon] And as the days pa** by like a G7 And all my hustlas on the corner of 7/11 Po' a little on the ground and I start reppin' For all the homies layin' down restin' up in heaven And I hope you watchin down And proud of how we just locked it down Don't let nothin' stop the cash or get caught up In the streets that's how we brought up [Verse 3 - Ya Boy] I'm from a city where the fiends shoot up and spark Load up the ammo it's time to shoot up the charts Game cold baby, you might need a scarf Rockstar but I'm ridin' like Noah's ark Louis shades, Dolce and Gabana cloth Your girl know I stay fly like Santa Claus On the road with a trunk full of Asher Roth We gon' pop Rose when the package off I swear to God I went and got the bay crackin y'all But I couldn't do it without LA backin' doe n***as say they gon' get me, I laugh it off 'Cause they know I keep shooters like basketball Lock it down make 'kon throw away the key Real n***a, record deal ain't changi' me It took a while but we still got from A to Z I put in work n***a, what you gotta say to me? [Hook]