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Lyrics for Oh! by Obie Trice:
| | | Artist: | Obie Trice |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Oh! | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 161 | | | | Lyrics: | (feat. Busta Rhymes)
[Verse 1 - Obie Trice]
Yeah, Obie Trice, real name no
gimmicks
I came in the game, profane no image
I came in the game, with a name
I was
given from a mayn who ain't give a fuck about his child-ren
I proclaim the name though, never in
vain no
Watch the change grow, a young nigga who didn't gain from fame
Copped the Range Ro',
now they want my brains on the main road
They don't understand what I came for
How I came
fo', with a million sold
Who say you can't grow from mildew and mold
Gettin money like Ross
Perot
I'm often told, a coffin's the routes I go
Oh that's the road you on, oh no
I'm
down for the rifle, tone the fo fo
Don't ever try to send a nigga home, no no
I know you
wanna catch me at Sunoco
Show me that your loco put holes in my photo
NOPE!, HOPE!, hold
toast, no jokes, send slugs through your Polo
Just cause our thug roll solo
And po' zone
grown folk, be a cold negro
Be-low, your grieved up people
Be-lieve that the boy see no
evil
[Chorus - Busta Rhymes]
OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 3030
Rifle
OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible
OHH! See you can
yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho
OHH! See you should make peace instead of
makin me become a psycho
[Verse 2 - Obie Trice]
I visualized it, O. Trice at 25
survived it
Bright but violent, invite the violence
Fist fight a fireman, be a
tyrant
'Til these niggaz nights is silent
O. Trice from a trife environment
He 'Rock's
the Mic' no sight of retirin
Maybe when the bank accounts light like a fire thin
I'm in the
position to hire other clients then
Meanwhile I'm a virus like Iverson
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