Bounce E

Bounce with me. Yeah, bounce with me. My brother Dame, he bounce with me. P Worthy. Hit her with the sickness, move with the swiftness. I-10 sliding down the freeway to Venice. Pick a little bag up just so she can Smoke that. I don't smoke weed, babe, but this For you, so roll that. Young gun, but I've been known for hanging with The old cats. Homies in their forties who still Active like they tote straps. G homies in the eighties smoked Sherman, served Crack. LA state of mind, that's exactly where my Head at. 105 West, that's the Central where the Set at. Just passed Enson where the homies get Their bread at. Palm trees, blue skies, but hit The pavement and see red rags. Sliding through the muddy water, something like a Red man. And many of this, much of this I can't even say on television, but I want To read some this to you. So what about the bitch that got shot? F her. You think I care about a bitch? I ain't a sucker. Right. The songs that he wrote. I'm not talking about Women, though. What are you talking about? Bitches. There's a difference. All I really want to do is G that Ho. Niggas like you shop a spree that ho. You got players on your front line protesting. Picking signs all saying free that ho. Sucker free, nigga bouncing with the top down. Couldn't wait to hit the streets ever since the Lockdown. Scooped up a thick bitch, headed to the Compound. Bitch had a gang of ass like a Pie out. Making money right now is how I Got to get it. Pro club, fresh Nikes and A fitted. Take a minute, bust a left on The block. Young homies chilling. Never got no real shit yet, but them niggas Willing. And if the party going live, Super in The building. Ass to the floor, weed smoke to The ceiling. Grab a bitch so quick, it's like A nigga stealing. Couple grand on me, but I'm Feeling like a million.