OTM - Where’s Remble?
[Intro: Duffy]
Shit, clown nigga, huh ()
[Refrain: Duffy]
It's LA, we ain't beefin', you from San Pedro
[Verse 1: Duffy & ]
Ain't we been bled you, nigga? You can't use the lingo
That was two years ago, you should quit the meat holdin'
And if you never come outside, them lyrics don't mean nothin'
Shit, where the fuck is Remble at?
We in the Dodgers holding sticks and it ain't baseball bats
Hollow tips, I'll leave some shells in his durag
Niggas grown men rockin' MCM backpacks
Niggas not like us, niggas not like that
Sold yo soul to a label, you'll never get that back
Ayy, say my name in your song, that's a big mistake
Yeah, I was actin' as a kid, but you actin' today
How many piece up on my neck? I know you can't relate, shit, nigga, fuck
[Refrain: Duffy]
It's L.A., we ain't beefin', you from San Pedro
[Verse 2: Duffy & ]
It must be somethin' we don't know
Three years you been rappin', you ain't never did no show?
You ain't never been outside, why you dissin' in your song?
Bald head 'cause he stressin', he know his career over
10K in your mouth, yeah, I know that shit stink
If he go against the mussle, we gon' make his ship sink
Where this block at? We'll turn it to a track meet
You ain't never had May-Ling safe in your backseat
I'm on the block, got a couple locs with me
You the type of nigga that go partying with P Diddy
Weird nigga, ayy, tell him pop out in the real trenches
Opp lover, get your shit together, hmm, silly Billy
Ayy, OTM vs. a nerd? This is not fair
Watch your mouth, you talkin' to a real black belt
Finally dropped, the label had you on that one shelf
Keep Drakeo's name out your mouth or get dealt with
[Refrain: Blue Pesos]
Hmm, It's L.A., we ain't beefin', you from San Pedro
[Verse 3: Blue Pesos & ]
In the Batmobile coupe, like how you drive this?
We the ones that keep the truth alive, let me remind you
K like a panther, have a opp screaming "Black power"
If he think he fuckin' with us, he off white powder
Leave chalks on the block, then he heard tires
Major league ball, don't know the truth, this is not the minors
[Refrain: Duffy]
It's LA, we ain't beefin', you from San Pedro
[Outro: Duffy]
Nigga, don't you got sickle cell or somethin'? Nigga, alopecia, nigga
Nigga, you's a geek, nigga
Nigga, slap fire off yo stupid ass, nigga
Shit, clown nigga, huh ()
[Refrain: Duffy]
It's LA, we ain't beefin', you from San Pedro
[Verse 1: Duffy & ]
Ain't we been bled you, nigga? You can't use the lingo
That was two years ago, you should quit the meat holdin'
And if you never come outside, them lyrics don't mean nothin'
Shit, where the fuck is Remble at?
We in the Dodgers holding sticks and it ain't baseball bats
Hollow tips, I'll leave some shells in his durag
Niggas grown men rockin' MCM backpacks
Niggas not like us, niggas not like that
Sold yo soul to a label, you'll never get that back
Ayy, say my name in your song, that's a big mistake
Yeah, I was actin' as a kid, but you actin' today
How many piece up on my neck? I know you can't relate, shit, nigga, fuck
[Refrain: Duffy]
It's L.A., we ain't beefin', you from San Pedro
[Verse 2: Duffy & ]
It must be somethin' we don't know
Three years you been rappin', you ain't never did no show?
You ain't never been outside, why you dissin' in your song?
Bald head 'cause he stressin', he know his career over
10K in your mouth, yeah, I know that shit stink
If he go against the mussle, we gon' make his ship sink
Where this block at? We'll turn it to a track meet
You ain't never had May-Ling safe in your backseat
I'm on the block, got a couple locs with me
You the type of nigga that go partying with P Diddy
Weird nigga, ayy, tell him pop out in the real trenches
Opp lover, get your shit together, hmm, silly Billy
Ayy, OTM vs. a nerd? This is not fair
Watch your mouth, you talkin' to a real black belt
Finally dropped, the label had you on that one shelf
Keep Drakeo's name out your mouth or get dealt with
[Refrain: Blue Pesos]
Hmm, It's L.A., we ain't beefin', you from San Pedro
[Verse 3: Blue Pesos & ]
In the Batmobile coupe, like how you drive this?
We the ones that keep the truth alive, let me remind you
K like a panther, have a opp screaming "Black power"
If he think he fuckin' with us, he off white powder
Leave chalks on the block, then he heard tires
Major league ball, don't know the truth, this is not the minors
[Refrain: Duffy]
It's LA, we ain't beefin', you from San Pedro
[Outro: Duffy]
Nigga, don't you got sickle cell or somethin'? Nigga, alopecia, nigga
Nigga, you's a geek, nigga
Nigga, slap fire off yo stupid ass, nigga
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