BISHOP LAMONT

BISHOP LAMONT - True Crime (Remix) lyrics

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<i>[Intro: Young De]</i>

It's been said the West was dead! (True... Crime!) <i>[police sirens]</i>

Witness the rebirth resurrection! (True... Crime!) <i>[police sirens]</i>

C'mon! (True... Crime!) <i>[police sirens]</i>

The WestCoast said it's fine in yours! (True... Crime!) <i>[police sirens]</i>

<i>[Young De:]</i>

Welcome to the city of killas, movie makers, in drug dealers

Big bad Los Angeles! - Land of the scandeles!

Hit a thug with a slug - make him turn to vandalis

Gettin money religious home of three strike life sentence! <i>[police sirens]</i>

Hittin fences on crime sprees! - Shootin' at police!

Cat that'll drive-by anonymous shootinize!

Anonymous hood fights!

Turf wars every night not even wood to conquer! <i>[police sirens]</i>

Blistin pistols is poppin'!

In we under the microscope!

Distribute-disputin'-dope

In-the-city-niggas-is-shitty

Snatch-you-outta-ya-Bentley-it-was-erotic-come-get-me!

Merotic-in-killas-with'-me

In the back of the bucket pump it <i>[police sirens]</i>

Broadday light fuck-it

In-a-murda-wagon-bangin'-on-sumthin'! - Skert!

I puts in work! - Leavin yo hood hurt!

By all means necessary

WestCoast legendary!

I'm gray on the front line

Bare witness to "True Crime"! <i>[police sirens]</i>

<i>[Chorus: Bishop Lamont (Young De)]</i>

Gimme your gun! Gimme your knife! (TRUE, TRUE CRIMES!)

It's True Crimes, better run for your life! <i>[police sirens]</i>

Hide your kids! Hold your wife! (TRUE CRIIIIMES!)

It's True Crimes, better touch your ice! <i>[police sirens]</i>

Cut your purse! Stash your cash! (TRUE CRIIIIMES!)

It's True Crimes, I'm about to blast! (oh!) <i>[police sirens]</i>

Call the cops and lock your doors (TRUE CRIIIIMES!)

It's True Crimes, and I'm taking yours! <i>[police sirens]</i>

<i>[Bishop Lamont:]</i>

Shit! - Ain't nothin' left to spit

I-done-kicked-enough-shit-to-get-the-world-on-my-dick!

I'm-Houdini-in-a-Beanie got that "Magic Stick"

Stay in bikinis eeny meeny let me take my pick. (whoo!) <i>[police sirens]</i>

It's like Memph', Jay and Missy yo! "Is That Your Chick"

The-way-I'm-pimpin'-in-this-game-it'll-make-you-sick!

I'm in the thing with wood grain with the top to flip,

While your faggot ass is riding on a bike like dick! <i>[police sirens]</i>

(SCREECH!) - This ain't no game

Activision-cataclysm-bringin'-extra-ammunition, (blat!)

You-can-really-end-up-missin'-if-you-freakin'-with-my-mission (uh-huh!)

Yo-we-meetin'-to-more-dishin-your-new - beautician or not! <i>[police sirens]</i>

Drew dissin' so! - You listen and pay close attention OK!

Before I go from rap-to-killin'-milla (whyy? whyy?)

Gorilla-the-Mack-milla's-spill-ya

Don't-get-me-wreckin'-shit-like-Mecca-God-feel-ya, yeah! <i>[police sirens]</i>

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[B.L.A.C.K:]</i>

I'm from a place where they smoke sherm, in shoot dice in wear weave caps <i>[police sirens]</i>

Or drink car in cuttin' sin. - Naw don't make back! <i>[police sirens]</i>

Hub caps across the neck

Drinkin' tall cans of coke in crossin out ya set! <i>[police sirens]</i>

You can call me a hatta! - I'm probably one!

I ain't neva had shit that's why I'm palmin' a gun! <i>[police sirens]</i>

I'll rape you for every thing the gum in ya mouth,

All I had this mornin was some straight crumbs from the couch! <i>[police sirens]</i>

So call me the caller back,

I toss slugs give you wings like a quaters back, <i>[police sirens]</i>

Shit! - I'm from the place where they raise pits, in Dickie suits, in curl - kits <i>[police sirens]</i>

In drink a henasse till we Earl in - shit! <i>[police sirens]</i>

A WestCoast representative with da rag in ma pocket with the blue penalten! <i>[police sirens]</i>

Let me let you know who it is <i>[police sirens]</i>

B.L.A.C.K! Hahahahah! <i>[police sirens]</i>

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Sixx John:]</i>

Take you here! - Don't let me catch you in na streets <i>[police sirens]</i>

If I catch you in na streets, I'm a wet you with da heats. (whoo!) <i>[police sirens]</i>

I'm not gon' step to you or speak <i>[police sirens]</i>

Or give you a fake pound or bless you with a speech! (So chill!) <i>[police sirens]</i>

Dude we in a Snoop DeVille! <i>[police sirens]</i>

Raised up right corner, drop left three wheel! (I said chill) <i>[police sirens]</i>

You know the crew is I'll

Track like a group on 'em thangs swoop at da wheel! <i>[police sirens]</i>

They say the verses is magic

When you above average you mergein in traffic! <i>[police sirens]</i>

In I don't stop so get get

Spit it fa critics ma digits opposite of midgets! (whoo) <i>[police sirens]</i>

Whos ya main man ta flow? <i>[police sirens]</i>

I never went Hollywood, I changed ma flow! (oh!) <i>[police sirens]</i>

In took ya places niggas scared ta go <i>[police sirens]</i>

In as soon as they find me I ain't there no mo ya know! <i>[police sirens]</i>

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Outro: Young De - "True Crimes" in the background x16]</i>

You wanna talk about the new breed in what's really goin' down.

Oh the game ain't over, baby!

Swoop got a bangin track!

Game just started!

Bright!

Holla at me!

True Crimes!

True Crime!

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