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Jayo Felony
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J.A.Y.O.
Lyricist:O'shea Jackson, Anthony Pearyer, James Savage, Earl Stevens
What, what, what, what? To all my niggas and females That don't give a mad ass fuck, give a fuck at your shit Get your shit 'cause we ride tonight, any questions? We just against y'all oppressors, so all you house niggers Stay in the motherfucking house 'Cause y'all ain't got no business outside anyway
E 40, Ice Cube and Jayo Felony E 40, Ice Cube on my 619 doing my work The Super Bowl was at San Diego Sitting back with Felony, Jayo
I ride high speed and shoot-outs with the fedder 25 worth of ledda, nicknamed Bambayona Belted like the rifleman, call me Chuck O'Conner
Gliding, heading towards Mexico sliding with an empty bottle of X.O. Riding dept play for kept find out where they slept Scotch taped to the neck, slid on out like a vet Big old gigantic West Coast niggas tripping on they set
Under buckets, new toys, looking out for the Elroys Decoys, D-boys, searching for destroys Cocaine for the bitch made heart pumping cool-aid Sorrow but Simple Simon ass niggas that call theyselves timin'
Dictionary rhymin', Princess Kadymin Pay me no mind and 25 worth a day grinding Clockwork, all about my dirt calls DJ your party 'cause I got scratch like Red Alert
We just against y'all oppressors, so don't try to oppress me Hold me down and arrest me causing me problems and stress me Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Why these punks wanna test me? Why these punks wanna test me? Why these jealous motherfuckers wanna stress me and test me?
We just against y'all oppressors, so don't try to oppress me Hold me down and arrest me causing me problems and stress me Why these punks wanna test me? Why these punks wanna test me? Why these jealous motherfuckers wanna stress me and test me?
Picture about me rolling through the country With a spaceship on gold D's taking over the world Scooping up violator parolees, smoking hash and chronic And I'm looking locked out in my chucks
Cube right behind me, throwing west side up Not giving a feez-nuck, what? I'm crushing my competition And you'll soon find out if you're dissing, come along From the bay to the SD, we stay on a mission My destination in this game is to have the whole world love me
From geri-curl and go-tee and have them stop the Old E My 3 wheels and my G's and you're supposed to check out my melody Trying to get a salary, hoe, give me celery, fool, I'm Jayo Felony Never stay hungry like my thugs and my hustlers
Throwing high signing and I'm touching ya Put 'em in my zone and my mold When I explode, no time to reload From yo God to word up, Loc, we got it sewed
With the E and the W, slanging them over the boulder shoulders Much love to the north and the south Let's take this over, navigators and Range Rovers, don't test me Don't test me, nigga, don't test me [Incomprehensible], biatch
Ice Cube forever, bigger and deffer, fuck the oppressor Possessor of a mini 14 behind my dresser Faze one, blaze one, the representation of my nation It's Jay one on the spray gun springing leaks In your physique, got nines on you as we speak
Laughing loud as we eat, you fucking geek in a wire Test the fire attire that ass, go through the broken glass Niggas mash and ask, I'm the last emperor The temperature heated remain undefeated
We waited, we greeted by the motherfucking law In the south they say, 'Get out the fucking car' It's raw, E-40's lyrics fucking caviar, I believe these dirty pigs Know who we are, if they pull something start dumping Don't say nothing and if they show it on real TV, my niggas love it
We just against y'all oppressors, so don't try to oppress me Hold me down and arrest me causing me problems and stress me Why these punks wanna test me? Why these punks wanna test me? Why these jealous motherfuckers wanna stress me and test me?
We just against y'all oppressors, so don't try to oppress me Hold me down and arrest me causing me problems and stress me Why these punks wanna test me? Why these punks wanna test me? Why these jealous motherfuckers wanna stress me and test me?
See, there, it is there, so be it and you better know it E-40, Fonzarelli aka Charlie Hustle, that nigga Ice Cube And my big potna out the San Die, San Die, San Di-leggo My motherfucking eggo bitch, Jayo Felony We slide out in a luxurious ass Winnebago, Winnebago Biatch, perkin' up in this hoe, nigga
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