The LOX - Scream L.O.X lyrics

rate me

One , one , one

Yeah!

It's the second time around!

Ya know , ya heard , (y'all know who this is)

The real L.O.X. (no doubt)

As we proceed

To get rid of that bullshit (that's right)

And give you what you need

[CHORUS:]

Scream L

Cuz we livin and we love the life

Scream O

We official and we override

Scream X

Cuz we experts and experienced (who is it nigga)

We gon kill till we die and be ruff when we ride

(One more time c'mon)

Scream L

Cuz we livin and we love the life

Scream O

We official and we override

Scream X

Cuz we experts and experienced

We gon kill till we die and be ruff when we ride

[Sheek]

Who that kid that

Fly in his truck

High as fuck

Mami on my side she weeded I'm henneseyed up

Wet like flipper

Dick on my zipper

Kind of soft

Waitin for this bitch to finish her weed to suck me off

I'm done now

Step out my truck then peep out my style

Place a hundred in this bum cup in front of Mr. Child

Glock 19

Laser beam

Fuck it no vest today

No stress today , that's how I'm feelin today

But if y'all shoot you think I won't put this bitch in my way

I got love for my niggas that's deeper than lava

Hotter than lava

You point him out I'll pop the revolver

Two years in jail and I don't need no package or nothing

Sheek Louch true to this shit

Y'all niggas is frontin

We some evil motherfuckers you can tell when we smirk

Comes to money we aint got no patience like doctors who don't work

We drink till it don't hurt

And the pain go away

Now who you know out there who's fuckin with Sheek, Styles, and J

C'mon

[Styles]

What comes around goes around and I'm waitin to die

I smoke weed in a cloud make my face in the sky

I get blasted off the liquor, sell drugs, carry a 5th

Fuck with my dogs

Till they put me in a morgue

And even when I'm alone it's me and my toast

Me and my ghost

I wonder who get heated the most

If you didn't live the life you probably couldn't relate

I turn your face into pudding in the hood with an 8th

Niggas beef over crack sales

Scrap over hood rats

Die over dice games

You fuckin with us

And I'ma still pop shit ridin up on a bus

Like I'ma fuck a nigga up when I'm outta these cuffs

And blow three niggas down cuz only cowards'll bluff

Play it sweet when it's sour as fuck

Calicoed up

Money and the jewels and the powder is up

I'ma make a nigga leak like I hit him with dust

[Jadakiss]

Nowadays it cost money to breathe

That's why I tote around three

Ankle to waist and one in my sleeve

Fuck security y'all can give that money to me

Cuz when the bullets go off they be under the tree

I'm at your chick's house bagging up

Groupies styled out

The Kool-Aid too sweet and the phone don't dial out

You don't gotta like me

I show up to your wedding

Rockin a white tee

Your wife like oohh-wee

And if I dance wit her

Then I got a chance wit her

But I aint gonna do her

I'ma wait till after the honeymoon to screw her

And let niggas run through her

For y'all that's behind that wall blockin the street

Homemade doorags off the top of the briefs

Everybody get they turn to live

You just gotta know when it's your turn don't burn your bridge

And all the real niggas will die the worms'll live

And that's real fucked up but that's how shit is

Scream it

[CHORUS]