Audio Push - Reppin

Hook: Oktane
I see you reppin' IE now well get yo' ass up
I put this on my mom my niggas and my last cup
I need my cash yup it was all bad yup
Now we bout to blow just let 'em know the west is back yup

Verse 1: Oktane
Aight now cut it up to that eight let me hear that boom beep bow bam
I'm ridin' round wit' no tint they tryna see who I am
At first when they was all on me I was like Who Me Hot damn
They say Yeah you boy Come as You Are Ooh wee that's my jam yup
It's startin' to get poppin' it's cameras out when I'm shoppin'
Cops on us cause we smokin' fuck that you got a lighter in yo' pocket nigga
I need that smoke it up light it IE hat go out and cop it
Skatin' outside come out and watch it posin' ass niggas can't even ollie
Now where yo' favorite rapper Man go find two of him
If you say that we'll lose again we will find you and win
Rap game Ryu and Ken
Said these niggas is the bomb I'll nuke 'em
Uppercut 'em Price I hit the Hadouken
We hot I am IE man don't speak if you not

Hook: Oktane
I see you reppin' IE now well get yo' ass up
I put this on my mom my niggas and my last cup
I need my cash yup it was all bad yup
Now we bout to blow just let 'em know the west is back yup

Bridge: Price
Westside who you wit' Lose ya shit
Eastside who you wit' Lose ya shit
Northside who you wit' Lose ya shit
Southside who you wit' Lose ya shit
Westside who you wit' Lose ya shit
Eastside who you wit' Lose ya shit
Northside who you wit' Lose ya shit
Southside who you wit'

Verse 2: Price
Look I was nine years old ridin' as my momma oldest son
Rappin' every lyric to that Dre Chronic 2001
The bible say that life and death is in the power of the tongue
So why the rasta pull out gun it look like I'm supposed to run
I forget too much I smoke a ton hear these raps I'm close to none
All I fear is Joseph son that's Christ I'm Price let me show you sum'
Writin' raps in a Ford Focus that's where I got my focus from
Now bitches see I'm bout my bread they throw these kicks and show them buns
Here they come aw here we go again they tryna lurk
Fuck police at the door again hide the work
Never thought I'd be signing merch
I'm flyin' first class just to rhyme a verse
I was hustlin' givin' my Uncle Joe ya cash
So I could get double back by the first goddamn
Word to Veggies everything wavy
You think you slowin' down my hustle You crazy
I'm a full G bitch you just fugazi
No more handshakes unless you finna pay me real shit

Hook: Oktane
I see you reppin' IE now well get yo' ass up
I put this on my mom my niggas and my last cup
I need my cash yup it was all bad yup
Now we bout to blow just let 'em know the west is back yup

Outro: Oktane
Lose ya shit
Lose ya shit
Lose ya shit
Lose ya shit