it s the locc i let the funk boom like thunder grew up funk like davis now i got braids like stevie wonder get my sag on my momma get her dag on freeze my khaki s up and i m gone you can stare all day but just don t step on my blue suede shoes to get here i pay dues brraow braow that s how my toolie sound when i m drinkin hen with my rhymes straight blowin in the wind and busters can t fade the jayo felony t funk from the family smoke or dip with me bullet locc s dedicated faded i straight made it and drinkin blue note on the yard they celebrated i m a y c i guess that s why the one time is following me but i m a mc i laugh because there swallowing me but i just shake my head and say damn cos i m just goin to the stop to get some zoom zoom zoom and wam wams you go do your thang yo and i ma do my thang you go do your thang yo and i ma do my thang you go do your thang yo and i ma do my thang you go do your thang yo and everythang gon be everythang i wanna be like donald trump not willie lump lump i put that on my set that i make everybody jump fool don t move until my ride hit the floor word boom booms in my rag 6 4 that s how we roll no time for the ying yang dogs in my hood still bumpin fo thangs it s me the b u double l e t better known as felony t shirt and khakis that s how we re bailing see and i m just tryin to keep my sanity make some of them ends get a biz and help my family right and just to let you know i don t care i m still gon get my sag on there it is there you can t see me fool i m locced out baseheads on the corner bag and smoked out askin for a gang of change and i say damn all this drama to get some zoom zooms and wam wams  french braids and stockton cap with my hat cocked back now i ma lean into the side like goldie the mack everybody that s incarcerated hold your head high hope that you see another sunny blue sky females ll leave you stranded and i ma let you know she s made cause the soul glo won t make her hair grow block on the phone and ain t nobody home her and some greasy fat fool rolling in the brougham but you know how that go so yo toss em up high cause in the south beach streets it s do or die wave em to the eastside yeah wave em to the west comin up with the bomb no stress guess and master jay making funk tracks so to the ol school i ma bring the punks back i listen to the flow and i just say damn as i m rolling through the hood to get some zoom zooms and wam wams 