Oscar De La Hoya

[Intro]
(Flea)
Yeah

[Verse]
Rolls Royce, used to it, know me by my voice
Robbing niggas, adolescent, I ain't had no choice
Double cup full of oil, hear it in my words
He just like to look around, he don't never splurge
Wock' buyer, but I like Tris 'cause it get me higher
Joke's Up in my grabba leaf, that's what got me tired
RP stamped on my pill, that's what got me wired
Dope boy do it for the camp, he cannot get tired
Hot sauce, give me the fucking rock and watch me cross him over
Lil' Moe, fix me a cup of ice and then I pour it over
Concrete, solid than a bitch, right down to the marrow
Shopping problem, loaf of blue strips, I spent it on Rodeo
Yeah, nigga, tell me how you want it
We can shoot it out, or we can Oscar De La Hoya
I just spent on some drank what you spent up on your lawyer
Finna go to Johnny Dang and put my teeth up in the water
I just hit the lick, it went smooth like some lotion
Hop up in the Urus, I be PCH coasting
You can't tell me shit, I got Chrome Heart on my coaster
He ain't on the news, then you need to make a poster
Hotbox with a thot and a nigga cock the Glock
Bullets paint a nigga, Matty Boy with the shots
I went through a war, but I reign on top
He thought he was going hard, but he really not
Yeah, bitch, you can't take no pictures
Dig, um, yeah, I pour up, Drank Baby with you
Knew that nigga wasn't right, I got six senses
Me and the gang eating Fleming's, you took your bitch to Sizzler