Hypocrite-O.C.

What Yea Yo Flaws and fallacies of life Material items and s**t Beware motherf**kers Word up Don't let it getcha You know This s**t ain't nothing One time Check him out Yo You live the life of a hustle Not sympathetic to a user Making cats fast taking trips to bermuda Elegant women All lovely and feminine Houses with arces And big pools for swimming in Big transactions Swiping all the action Driving a benz and lex You be like maxing Jewels be on truck s**t Rims with fat clusters Diamonds on your teeth Shining shimmers and lusterous And god's hanging sideways Holding your head high Cruising through a block So you past a dreads Now the dreads are looking hard at your face mr Fly guy Unaware tonight their gonna do a f**king drive by Go home watch a sci fi flick With a chick Till 10pm Now it's time for you to dip Go round up a few men hold a classified Info inside Hand picked these n***a's you confided in the shippment To pick up quick Click off clyde's Seven numbers for you if their gonna demise A scheme of betrayal Guess in your valley you was higher then self Work Short from another fly guy By george I think he's got it Chicks gooms and lump sums Trickering 5 0 wild to be like dumb dums One of the few never having a heart Issue was smart some a*s with it Came to cash don't give a s**t Attitude more money And more money Dog days bright And more sunny 4 in the morning drinking seneca apple juice in the rent a car Neighborhood star Got riddled and scarred A lose cannon or cannons Over famish foe Became shaddow or did death and did Damage Now I knew this kid true to life Word life He preached righteousness and s**t And turned to be a hypocrite