Bounce Out Songtext
von Drexthejoint
Bounce Out Songtext
Santa Ana Police, 911
All across Santa Ana, police say violent crime is getting worse
There′s been more than one shooting a day in Santa Ana so far this year
55 shootings in just 50 days
CBS 2 Orange County reporter Michelle Geely shows us what's behind the increase in crime
And the toll it′s taking on the community
Look, bitch, I'm with the bounce out, shootouts in broad day
Ain't never in your hood, so I′m coming where your mama stay
I was in the hood, bitch, even in them holidays
I really came for nothing, saw ′em Js, had to find a way
My niggas goin' schizo′, we quick to let that shit blow
I don't give a fuck if I got it, bitch, I′ma need more
They lost him, they tryna find a nigga like he need more
Never stress over bitches, I'm only worried about them C-notes
A band for this blower, huh, fuck I′ma fight for?
I'm still doggin' these freaky bitches without a Rhino
You the type to roll it up, man, we don′t like those
My niggas up the murder rate, bro, don′t lose your life though
Don't get it confused on my side, this shit get ruthless
I really do this, ain′t gettin' money? Them bitches useless
Thinkin′ I love you, bitch? You must be stupid
Fuck this rap shit, I still hop out and get to shoot
Them niggas finna with froggy, son of J's, y′all better leap
Behind you pillow talk to bitches, but see me and never speak
If a nigga got a problem with me, then we can meet
You better step out of the kitchen if you can't take the heat
I'm full-fledged, had he took the bitch nigga to ICU
Johnnies trying to find who did it, I don′t even have got a clue
I′m with the bounce out, trippin' on niggas like, "Who is you?"
Last bitch fagged off, so I gave her ass the boot
Bitch, I′m a Southside jacker, I'm in the field, I ain′t no rapper
Fuck it look like bringin' peace? Lil′ nigga, I ain't no pastor
I'm the type to break a ho, you the top to go and catch her
I′m a petty-ass nigga, fuck yo′ bitch and give her after
Mr. Kick Door, actin' like you with it? Niggas been hos
They been low, supposed to be your bro, but them niggas told
Stick to the code, caught him at that store and that nigga froze
Got big shells for niggas out here feelin′ like they Kimbo
Niggas start to get a little money, then start to act funny
Same niggas dissin', they be the same niggas that ran from me
I′m from where it's gutter and grimy, this shit get mad ugly
Mad bummy, a nigga jointed up, so throw that ass for me
I was fucking up on Lily, slide through up down your city
Mr. Known To Keep A Big Chop, I′m known to keep a blicky
Gotta step up on my tenant 'case shit starts to get tricky
I'm with the get rich or die tryin′, nigga, just like I′m 50, nigga
A'ight, niggas, uh
Drex, talk to your kid, stupid, all that, nigga
It′s Drexthejoint, Mr. Bounce out just to prove a point, nigga
A'ight
All across Santa Ana, police say violent crime is getting worse
There′s been more than one shooting a day in Santa Ana so far this year
55 shootings in just 50 days
CBS 2 Orange County reporter Michelle Geely shows us what's behind the increase in crime
And the toll it′s taking on the community
Look, bitch, I'm with the bounce out, shootouts in broad day
Ain't never in your hood, so I′m coming where your mama stay
I was in the hood, bitch, even in them holidays
I really came for nothing, saw ′em Js, had to find a way
My niggas goin' schizo′, we quick to let that shit blow
I don't give a fuck if I got it, bitch, I′ma need more
They lost him, they tryna find a nigga like he need more
Never stress over bitches, I'm only worried about them C-notes
A band for this blower, huh, fuck I′ma fight for?
I'm still doggin' these freaky bitches without a Rhino
You the type to roll it up, man, we don′t like those
My niggas up the murder rate, bro, don′t lose your life though
Don't get it confused on my side, this shit get ruthless
I really do this, ain′t gettin' money? Them bitches useless
Thinkin′ I love you, bitch? You must be stupid
Fuck this rap shit, I still hop out and get to shoot
Them niggas finna with froggy, son of J's, y′all better leap
Behind you pillow talk to bitches, but see me and never speak
If a nigga got a problem with me, then we can meet
You better step out of the kitchen if you can't take the heat
I'm full-fledged, had he took the bitch nigga to ICU
Johnnies trying to find who did it, I don′t even have got a clue
I′m with the bounce out, trippin' on niggas like, "Who is you?"
Last bitch fagged off, so I gave her ass the boot
Bitch, I′m a Southside jacker, I'm in the field, I ain′t no rapper
Fuck it look like bringin' peace? Lil′ nigga, I ain't no pastor
I'm the type to break a ho, you the top to go and catch her
I′m a petty-ass nigga, fuck yo′ bitch and give her after
Mr. Kick Door, actin' like you with it? Niggas been hos
They been low, supposed to be your bro, but them niggas told
Stick to the code, caught him at that store and that nigga froze
Got big shells for niggas out here feelin′ like they Kimbo
Niggas start to get a little money, then start to act funny
Same niggas dissin', they be the same niggas that ran from me
I′m from where it's gutter and grimy, this shit get mad ugly
Mad bummy, a nigga jointed up, so throw that ass for me
I was fucking up on Lily, slide through up down your city
Mr. Known To Keep A Big Chop, I′m known to keep a blicky
Gotta step up on my tenant 'case shit starts to get tricky
I'm with the get rich or die tryin′, nigga, just like I′m 50, nigga
A'ight, niggas, uh
Drex, talk to your kid, stupid, all that, nigga
It′s Drexthejoint, Mr. Bounce out just to prove a point, nigga
A'ight
Writer(s): Ian Terry, Elvis Josue Camacho Calleja Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
