Bo Jackson II
Kxng Crooked
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Ay Dizz
I wanna hear that shit again
Bring that mof*cker back one time
One two three
Yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 1]
It's still Bo Jackson West Coast fashion
Niggas all talk no action
When I got my Taurus on some bullshit I'm 'bout to go Paxson
And shoot up your whole faction
Peel in a gold Aston
Who got the Coast smashing nigga just go ask 'em
I fathered your style two decades ago spazzin'
Kobe mind state no passes you halfwit
My Brother Dizz Made This I'm 'bout to smack shit
It's November the eight
My longevity stronger than your hope and your faith
Niggas soaking in hate
That's why my lawnmower blades mowing over you snakes
f*ck with me I open your safe take your dope and your cake
Then the pump'll open your face
You bitch nigga (Bitch)
The coupe is six figures
A gold bullet for you rich niggas (Pow pow pow)
It's Hennessy skip the mix and take a big swig of
'Been sober over three years and still I piss liquor
Murdered the whole year
I ain't shedding no tears
Got Sirius Satellite playing my acapella
What the f*ck is going on here?
Rappers on the West get ghost that's why the coast clear
Packing me a hammer for breakfast I keep the toast near
King Zulu writing scriptures on Hulu
Piercing your heart with a gold spear
I'm OG with the bars I control the whole tier
No more Joe Rogan I cancel factors that show fear
I kill a goon my steel'll boom and fill a tomb
I make you eat a street sweeper 'till you shit a broom
I put the steel to your face like that nigga Doom
It's Friday rest in peace to John Witherspoon

You know I'm saying?
We losing legends out here
RIP though
We gotta make sure that we remember 'em, you know I mean?
It's new legends too
Let me holler

[Verse 2]
Yea similar to Bo Jack nigga your style throwback
Forty niners offense that's no Cap
Dizz got a pair of pimp hands
'Cause he produced it 'till the hoe Slap
I'm blacker than Kodak y'all wack and you know that
Stop acting like it's not a whole fact
Take a nation on millions to hold back
Dope rap when the flow snap
We slangin' quota sack's in the cul-de-sac
Take a photo and post that
Been a king since the Sphinx got his nose clapped
I know the science I know the blueprint's the Book of Ryan
I know I dropped a couple classics I know you niggas lying
I drop and you favorite rapper text me them niggas lose it
They don't hear views and streams
They hear music

Deuces deuces
Yeah (Ow)
Y'all niggas is wilding out there man y'all crazy dude
Talking 'bout
You gotta come with a classic
The first Hip Hop Weekly is a classic
f*ck you mean nigga?
Got me the money
(Yeah the bread)
Got me the motherf*cking press media coverage
(All that shit)
Magazine covers what ever
(What ever what ever)
I toured off that shit
Made mo money
I got a classic body of work nigga
I'm talking change in here you niggas talking raps? Huh?
I'm talking change
When I dropped the first weeklys I changed the whole f*cking Game (Everybody)
Everybody did that shit from Kanye to T.I. to everybody nigga
That's change
When I dropped One Shot on BET
I created change now you watching Rhythm and Flow
The next move I do watch
It's change
You talking rap nigga I'm talking change nigga

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Songwriter(s): KXNG Crooked, My Brother Dizz
Record Label(s): 2020 Hitmaker Services New Wave Distro
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