Bounce (feat. Soopafly)

Bounce with me, yeah

Bounce with me

My brother, Dame, he bounce with me

P Worthy

Hit ‘em with the sickness, move with the swiftness

I-10 sliding down the freeway to Venice

Pick a little bag up just so she can smoke that

I don’t smoke weed, babe but this for you so roll that

Young, dumb but I been known for hanging with the old cats

Homies in their forties who still active like they tote straps

G homies in their eighties smoke sherm and serve crack

LA state of mind that’s exactly where my head at

105 West, stays essential where the set at

Just passed Esso where the homies get their bread at

Palm trees, blue skies but hit the pavement and see red rags

Sliding through them muddy waters something like I’m Redman

Many of this, much of this I can’t say on television

But I want to read some of this to you, uhm

So what about the bitch that got shot, eff her

You think I care about a bitch?

I ain’t a sucker

(Right)

Uhm, songs that-

(That’s not talking about women though)

What are you talking about?

(Bitches, there’s a difference)

All I really want is to G that ho

**** like you shopping spree that ho

You got players on your front line protesting (Protesting)

Pickett signs all saying “free that ho”

Sucker free **** bouncing with the top down

Couldn’t wait to hit the street ever since the lock down

Scooped up a thick bitch headed to the compound

Bitch had a gang of ass, like a payow

Making money right now is how I gotta get it

Pro Club, fresh Nikes and a fitted

Take a minute bust a left on the block

Young homies chilling never got no real shit yet

But them **** willing

And if the party going live Super in the building

Ass to the floor weed smoke to the ceiling

Grab a bitch so quick its like a **** stealing

Couple grand on me but I’m feeling like a million