Real Loccs

[Interlude: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Yeah, this music thang, I do it 'cause my kids gotta eat, you know?
Bullet Mac, you know what I'm sayin', much love, ha ha
To my Blocc nigga, you know, D-Dubb, nigga
Nigga started the 4, you know
And that nigga Terry Joe, keepin' that old dirt goin', you know
That nigga Tom Tom, initiatin' muh'fuckas
Slim Dog, Len Dog, Shooter
Them motherfuckers from the X family, you know, Big X, Little X, Baby X
Them niggas Psycho, One and Two, Pee Wee, you know
My niggas from Locc 2 Da Brain, Big Dan, Baby Reg
B-Flat, COS, you know what I'm sayin', Kareem
Y'all niggas takin' 'em for the Locc 2 Da Brain, you know what I'm sayin'
Them niggas from the Sicc Bay, them motherfuckers
Coochie, you know, T-La, Emo runnin' that shit
Y'all better let me do some cuts, muh'fucker, high-ass muh'fuckers
You know what I'm sayin', my nigga Sicx
You know no one nigga created that old sicc shit, nigga, you know that shit
We was sicc from the get, nigga, you know
To my nigga C-Bo, here's some more love, nigga
Get the hint, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'
Ms. Marvaless, keep doin' that shit, homie, you ain't no joke
Thanks for the love, you know what I'm sayin'
My nigga Loki, they can't feel you right now, nigga, you know
But don't trip, we gon' fuck them niggas' brains up, you know
My nigga AC, Blacc, RJ
4 Loko, you know we ain't vocal but that's alright, nigga, you got much love
That nigga Marcus, what's up, nigga
Dave, my cousin Emil in the Rat Pack, nigga
We gon' hook up and do some shit, you know
Vernon Tidwell, nigga, don't even trip, nigga, it's all good
That nigga Hollis
Them niggas in the Bay Area, you know what I'm sayin'
E-40, Mac Mall, B-Legit
My niggas South Central Cartel, you know
To my nigga Hystables, you know what I'm sayin', what up, nigga
That nigga Cisco, stay drunk, nigga, stay drunk
That nigga Lowdown, Emory, White Boy B, you know what I'm sayin'
Clean your house, motherfucker, ha ha ha
That nigga Rabbit's in this motherfucker
My nigga Charles, you shoulda kept both those hoes, nigga
My nigga Arc B, fuckin' them hoes, wit' a ooh, wit' a ooh
Big ass Andrew, nigga, what's up, nigga
All the Mann family, you know what I'm sayin', my momma
Oh, I forgot my little nigga, little Sicx
TJ, you know what I'm sayin', and the new one
My niggas Moe Green, G-Man, what's up, nigga
If I forgot muh'fuckas, then, hey, shit, your name'll probably be on the album cover, you know
It's all good, you know
But one thing, I ain't sweatin' no hoes, nigga; I ain't sweatin' no hoes
All I need them motherfuckers for is to pay me
You shoot a motherfuckin' nigga, bitch, pay me
You fuck a nigga, pay me
You rob a nigga, pay me, you know what I'm sayin'
If you ever fall in love with another nigga, you better love payin' me
'Cause all I want is the money, you know what I'm sayin'
You could love another nigga, 'cause I don't love them toes
You know what I'm sayin'
So you could lose y'all motherfuckin' self, I'll gain me a couple more
You know what I'm sayin'
So I'm 'bout out this motherfucker, I'm kinda like out
Fuck peace, hoes, and flat tops

[Outro: Brotha Lynch Hung & Woman]
(Hey baby, you wanna go out?)
Nigga, look at this shit
(You wanna go out, honey?)
This drunk-ass, fat-ass bitch
(Come here, cutie. Hey, come here)
Hell nah
(Did you hear what I said? I said come here)
Bitch, I said hell nah
(Come here, daddy)
Look at this bitch
(Uh, you look so good)
Shut up, bitch *gunshots*