Obie Trice - Yo Lyrics
[Obie Trice]Yo, Obie Trice, yoI'm with backdoor productions, no discussion,O Trice be the sound that's rushin your eardrumsPump it up if you feeling em, this is hip hop pure adrenalineI'm a winner, I step on the sceneStart to cipher, *****es start to scream***** back, niggas start to fleeAin't nobody in this mother*****er with meI'm a dog, I walk what I talkDetroit niggas see straight through your heartNiggas wanna bark, niggas get traced in chalkBy the law in the adam car with this rap I be at em allI spit through the mic and niggas just scatter offThe boss before that ***** rap that, these ***** madeNiggas get their shit pushed the ***** back[Chorus: Repeat 2x]You know O Trice spit the hot shit that's the realestKeep lacing dope tracks that's the illestHot joints for my raw ass niggasThat make mother*****ers go yo[Obie Trice]Mother*****ers ain't trying to see Mr. TriceYo I pump up the party, pump nut up in ya wifeMe and you, two different typesYou wanna be hardcore while my shit's preciseI recite make niggas wanna blast on any punk ass nigga in sightMy focus, to take niggas minds overSomebody's murdered once my rhyme's overI do this the regular wayA regular cat with an irregular verbal sprayYou know my thoughts deep when it runsA weirdo sleeping with mad gunsWho want some, you can have it, semi-automatic catch the trace aroundYou be lost and foundChalked up with Obie Trice branded on ya ass nigga what[Chorus: Repeat 2x]
