Oh, Oh, Oh, - Max B, Max B & DJ Lazy K

Shit sound different

I’m a make it work, put in that lean

Biggavel, uh

Another black classic, Gain Greene

J Phizzle, what’s good baby, (uh) yeah

Fuck with ya boy, Zhia what’s good baby, Bruno

Soft Boy, let’s go

It’s like, oh, oh, oh

I got it from papi chulo, it’s 30 a gram for the blow

Keep the canon for the snow

And I know you can’t stand a nigga, you owe

Can it nigga, you cold, goddammit nigga, you bold

Fuckin' with Biggavel and I

Send some bullets up in a nigga Pell

Leave him stinkin' in front of his Bentley

Then peel in the Lincoln in front of his men V

Tryna see what I say (uh-uh) caught you bitches, couldn’t reach

Catch him slippin' while he alone and catch him for his piece

I’m a catch him for his sneaks, like back in '89

I never lie, I fucked with no rubber, that baby mine

She said, «Maxi I can never let you go

Keep my true feelings concealed, I never let you know

I can never let you blow

I can’t let you get money, I ain’t tryna let you flow

I can’t let you get from me» (uh)

Can’t you tell by the look in my eye

I mean business when I say that it’s over

(Business when I say that it’s over)

We in the kitchen still cookin' them pies

I feed bitches with a plate of that coh-oh, oh

You can say what you mean

It’s a shame that my same niggas hate me

(Same niggas hate me)

You niggas is lame, it’s a shame, we the game

We them niggas that’s coh-oh, oh