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O.C. lyrics : "Respect Tha Drop"

[O.C.]
Blood pulsatin, adrenaline flowin
Full moon at night, on the stoop gettin right

I'll never forget the day before
Son told me to tuck my ice in cause ^!$$%z was triflin
We did what he said but the habit in me

was to show it off, I still let my chain swang free
Not really thinkin 'bout a set up, or even gettin wet up
that summer night from such advice

So I proceed to parlay, like I do in BK
But this wasn't home, and ^!$$%z shoulda known
to stay on point, ^!$$%z shoulda been on point

And the price paid was lookin down the barrel of a joint
We was dead meat, and them ^!$$%z was wolves
But they didn't want our flesh, dem ^!$$%z wanted the jewels

It happened so quick, no time to get afraid
First instinct was to run like a slave
Me and Schoolly Boy was boxed in

My man Hugh's a few feet away, with a pound at his face
I looked, son in his eyes cause I know how he is
While the other !@$)got ^!$$% had the gun in my ribs

I thought - $#&@, %#@! 'bout to get buckwild
Popped off my chain, threw it with a !@&@e and a smile
Thinkin leave already, but them ^!$$%z wasn't done

They went in our pockets for change, numbers and bubblegum
Now - how low can a lowlife get, askin what size are my kicks?
Like I'ma say 8 and %#@!

To myself I was sayin I'ma MURDER this kid
But thank the Lord they didn't peel back my wig
The jux wasn't longer than a minute to Mush

Then them ^!$$%z tried to tell us, do the Carl Lewis
No backshots buddy, I began to walk backwards
And bust my $$#, it all happened so fast

He thought I was shot, starin at me in shock
Turned around, them ^!$$%z was gone, vanished up the block
There was no escapin what not

With toasters in your face, maintain and respect the drop
Word up
You hear that?

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