Back 2 the O - Mr.kev510

V-Town, brother check it out, I'm by the dope town Dick in hand, you shoulda had your toke down A little city, chillin' in the North Bay Needless to say, my boyz don't play fool Yo que sabo, you know how the songs goes? In the back, sippin' purple chongos Don't look for trouble but it always seems to find us, forty Gripin' panties, sippin, and the seats are right behind us Quick left, one blow, K O Hit the road to the next episode In the saga of a few fellows Oh, what the hell, I guess I better tell ya It's Friday night, I got a brand new kick on I bet they're heedin' for me to get bent on Hit the country of the picked up ML Eighty West, back to the hotel At the tele, bones is doing butt work Johnny Ziti had his hand up her miniskirt The late in the corner started to flirt And I knew that when she saw me baby doll was gonna jaw me Set for the night so I took her to my ride Grab my Mickey's and my boda and I met her outside Who-ride [Incomprehensible] I'd like to do this honey to the triple gold Z's Acid in my bottle, so I gotta get some more Put the pedal to the metal back to the liquor store 'Cause you know what I mean when I'm feelin' kinda funky A sick honky, straight going donkey Money in my sock, jimmy in my glove Layin' in the livin', cause I'm about to make good love And burn rubber up the block Back to the tele, I gotta get some new cock Oh now, could it be? I just got a page an' a broad wanna do me Hooked it up, told her meet me at the hotel She had a friend with her so I called TL Smooth me up, Sally wanted me dicked And Monty licked, so try an' make it real quick Oh yeah, I jumped in the F-train But wait a minute, we gotta hit the store main I got to get some gum and some Tic-Tac's Two tall cans and a packet of Blackjack We got the goods, now we're headed for the hoe down There goes the tele, so fella won't you slow down Park the ride in front like a sick one Just in case, we gotta bust a quick one Lock the load [Incomprehensible] one eighteen But law low, 'cause I really don't wanna be seen Is this the one? Oh, yeah, that's the right one I got the black bod and you got the white one So hit the light an', I just might man Try an' throw this thing all night an' Get her so strung, that she'll drop some melt So I can catch turf and hit another hotel

Let me reintroduce myself Baby I'm Ann and nah I ain't shit like yo ex-bitch Told you I don't tolerate the games if you come around playing Nigga I'ma send you back to your last bitch See let me tell you how you end up on the block list Fuckin' up my peace think its cool to be toxic Giving bitches reasons just sit around and gossip Quick to cut a nigga off for tryna treat me like an option Cause Imma make a nigga work show you want it I don't want the dick baby if I don't own it See if it ain't just my only I'm gone let them have you baby cuz I ain't for it Cause I got a few niggas close by If I hit they line they be glad to take your place Don't lose your spot by thinking you can't be replaced First... come second to no bitch boy I'm the one Two... it's gone' be someone else if it ain't you Three... ain't finna let no nigga play with me I'ma send that nigga straight back to the streets First... come second to no bitch boy I'm the one Two... it's gone' be someone else if it ain't you Three... ain't finna let no nigga play with me I'ma send that nigga straight back to the streets Let me make shit clear right now Find another bitch if you're looking for somebody you can play with Tell em' they can have that shit, I ain't sharing no dick You can fuck my nigga you can stay with him Cause that mean that nigga wasn't even mines in the first place Knew this shit wasn't really gone last from the first day It's my way And if you don't get it you can take the next exit To the fuck up outta my face All them bitches DMs Drama with your BM Tell your ex-bitches that I wouldn't wanna be em Tell your next bitch that you're on your way to meet ha Cause I ain't finna play with you boy know that I'm a keeper And I got a few niggas close by If I hit they line they be glad to take your place Don't lose your spot by thinking you can't be replaced First... come second to no bitch boy I'm the one Two... it's gone' be someone else if it ain't you Three... ain't finna let no nigga play with me I'ma send that nigga straight back to the streets First... come second to no bitch boy I'm the one Two... it's gone' be someone else if it ain't you Three... ain't finna let no nigga play with me I'ma send that nigga straight back to the streets Streets To the streets Streets Streets Ah yeah, yeah

So what will I do when the size of the world Makes me ponder destinations? And the blood inside keeps beating me, Saying if I leave you now, There is still a chance to forget. After that will anything else make sense? Tell me how you think it is, does it move you? I will listen. Your shining eyes don't look my way, But when the night falls I can see them, I still feel them. My polar devices seem to pull magnetically, Contrived to watch me spin. Leave you now? Still a chance to be strong. After all is done I still feel the sand on my feet And the world in my hands, And the echoes of that night will remain. So why can't I understand? I could weigh your remarks, I could try to balance out all the miles between us now. Branded by your gentle fire, Tasted what I still desire. Branded. If I leave you now, I know I'll never forget. Nothing to regret because the light that you gave me Will always shine inside, no need for me to lie. And the time that remains is not pointless anymore. Release my hand and fly. Punishment no longer makes sense

Y este es otro, relato bro De cómo corre el agua en el río Puro piel canela bien mexicanos Forrarnos en billete, that's the fucking goals Y este es otro, relato bro De cómo corre el agua en el río Puro piel canela bien mexicanos Forrarnos en billete, that's the fucking goals Prendiéndome uno de purple haze De la que ponen de Tijuana a LA Como Jose Alfredo me siento un rey Bien racing como el checo por el freeway Simón voy,bien atizadón Hasta la tierra que todo me dio Y aunque me digan que son de lo peor De la calle escuela,te dan la mejor Puro primo, desos pochos Que a los xv ya cargan su trocón Haciendo su feria de a ventilador Pa comprarse una libra,sueñan con un cuadro Y así es wey por el east bay Si a nadie conoces aléjate Que en un segundo te activan la ak Y te regresarán a tu casa a pincel Sin tu Cel, sin tus 100 Eso les pasa por sentirse la verch En la entrada tenemos el cartel "This is hella Oakland "area es 510 Y este es otro,relato bro De cómo corre el agua en el río Puro piel canela bien mexicanos Forrarnos en billete,that's the fucking goals Y este es otro, relato bro De cómo corre el agua en el río Puro piel canela bien mexicanos Forrarnos en billete, that's the fucking goals That's the goals mis chavos Una mansión para mis viejos Como tony Montana que el mundo sea nuestro Guiado por mi flaca y Tadeo de protector Sin miedo,sin rencor esta es la vida que nos tocó La meta es coronar el millón Morire en el intento si es necesario Por los dos,mis hijos Por lo que en la mesa siempre faltó Hoy la historia gracias a dios cambió Hoy andan de Louis V y yo sobre la acción Ay quedó el relato de cómo se vive el refuego Desde la tía hasta sacramento Se ve la choliza repartiéndo el queso De las patrullas líbranos señor Una vela pa quien se nos adelantó Se vive a lo recio,al éxito no hay temor Acá aguantamos bara y tumbamos el cantón Y este es otro,relato bro De cómo corre el agua en el río Puro piel canela bien mexicanos Forrarnos en billete,that's the fucking goals Y este es otro, relato bro De cómo corre el agua en el río Puro piel canela bien mexicanos Forrarnos en billete, that's the fucking goals No son 20 ni son 100 Un chingo de paisas representando Mex Dela cdmx hasta el east bay En sideshows y rodadas Se le ve al MR kev No son 20 ni son 100 Un chingo de paisas representando Mex Dela cdmx hasta el east bay En sideshows y rodadas Se le ve al MR kev