M.E.D. - Peroxide lyrics

[Verse 1: Blu] Yo, Car swiped Susie for the gucci Monica Bellucci with the coochie Yo, my bubble goose Grey goose Hoochie Slip my uzi in the movies like a roofie Excuse me She say my new Steeze too inapprope' I say new freak, Henny & a 2 liter Coke Put the roach out n***as still doin' it tho They tryna move keys better than a pianist compose She say my single put that tingle in her nose On the coast where the summer is the season for the snow The n***as ain't checking for flows They sending dough With the hoes like X's and O's I've seen it all out my window Watching asphalt grow Reason my peoples Keep a tall (?) In Los Ange', in the land Where them camera's blow The boss man even hustle hand in hand for the dough Peroxide [Hook: Pac Div + Dam Funk] Bout to bubble like peroxide, layin' in a cut All you need to know (?) Is to be straight Cause you know that we true And we don't f** around We stay fly Without lie(?) [Verse 2: MED] Oh yeah I'm from CA City of the Ox Bang through doors like D.A Heavy with the knock n***a you not f**ing with the clique Get the cops, sh** My sister beat the jury out the box The block on smash with cash You get rocked Tryna' make bands like slash Above (?) Flash on the dash She feel me on that feel n***a rap For real, gold grill, chain every champ The ill Payback gold, get a ransom Now we pick the finest cotton off the racks Relax homie, still keep the flashlight I can see me taking pictures in the past life Why write it cause my mind right You need iron like a bad (?) f**ing with the west-siders Peroxide [Hook: Pac Div + Dam Funk] Bout to bubble like peroxide, layin' in a cut All you need to know (?) Is to be straight Cause you know that we true And we don't f** around We stay fly Without lie(?) [Verse 3: MED] Laid in the cut like (?) Hustle the same one Flow dope like (?) Buzzin', the reason why the males We comin', 2 hundred for the shirt Hustlin' Like a flat stomach Who run it? A fave color I put my money on it Dam-Funk over Madlib product The rough beat, husky deep Heavy in the trunk Money bubble up Off the block, when I post up [Verse 4: Blu] Post up, bubble in the cut No struggle, sh** crack You bubblin' the bu*t Get bags out the huddle While you fumble on the hut King (?) Play the humble on the hush From the jungle through the train line Hustle through the great vine, day time They heard Like Jesus was on the main line n***a please, no need for them K9's These got the (?) With a great rhyme Just stay lines Drop the homie, but I broke free Like a OG Tryna make a buck [Hook: Pac Div + Dam Funk] Bout to bubble like peroxide, layin' in a cut All you need to know (?) Is to be straight Cause you know that we true And we don't f** around We stay fly Without lie(?)