Lyrics
It's like many knuckleheads who wander to the eye-to-eye contact
Not knowing O.C.'s ready for combat
I try to ignore the sons with a arrogant attitude
Mistaking my face for gratitude, yeah
Just the other night, on the train, me, my cousin Boo was on the way up to Club Callaloo
I kinda had a vibe, so we took our 25's and, uh
We had juice with the bouncers on the inside
Mad Jamaican-faking niggas fronting, knowing they American
Me fronting? The sauce would be embarrassing
Some old poor-faced fella tried to stare me in the eye and give a whammy
He almost caught a blammy
Just when I was about to reach for my Clyde
Cousin Boo whispered to me, "Yo, O, let it slide"
It ain't worth smoking a man, ain't worth the lead
So to break the tension, I broke him in the head
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), yeah, I let it slip on by
Giving you one last try to kill it with the eyes
New day, same shit occurring this time
I was asked what I was looking at,not knowing he was grassed
He sparked the beef and I was gonna finish it off
It turns out this nigga was soft
He got afraid from the way about my stance
Glancing to my left and right
But nearby stood a man in sight
He'll see the whole thing if I decide to do a buckwild move
So what alternatives shall I choose, huh?
Fire my steel and take the chance of me being bagged?
Or shipped up north for a long, long bad?
Nah, I ain't for it, so I flashed the Clyde
He saw the nickel-plate, almost having a date to die
I wondered why chumps wanna pick on I?
They be like settin' it off, and I be letting it slide
I don't know what they be seeing
But one time in a conflict I flipped, turned into an unstable human being
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), yeah, I let it slip on by
Giving you one last try to kill it with the eyes
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), yeah, I let it slip on by
Giving you one last try to kill it with the eyes
When I'm flowing with my girl, I feel it the most
Beef coming so close like a champagne toast
On the train, in the city, round the way, round her way
I take it upon myself to say, "Niggas is gay"
What you trying to prove? Can't move a mountain with a stare
But when a brother pull a joint, you think it ain't fair?
Two wrongs don't make a right
But the philosophy of a fight, fella, is to prolong your life
I roll like it was ten of me, hard what you pretend to be
The mother****ing manner's the price to kill Kennedy
I'll peep out the sons trying the flamboyant and
Put on a smirk 'cause your staring is annoying
No matter how much I try to avoid noise, I'll fill 'em in
But dead that staring in my grill again
Or try to hypnotize with the eyes staring rectifies beef
Tears brought to your family lives and that loved one
Because you couldn't stop my Glock
So, time ran out, cause you punched your own clock
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), yeah, I let it slip on by
Giving you one last try to kill it with the eyes
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), yeah, I let it slip on by
Giving you one last try to kill it with the eyes
οΌO.C.δΈζ³θηζ ζ―葨ζΌοΌ
Yo, what's up with that?
What's up, man?
What you looking at my face for?
Man, you was looking at me, though
Alright, check this shit out
Not knowing O.C.'s ready for combat
I try to ignore the sons with a arrogant attitude
Mistaking my face for gratitude, yeah
Just the other night, on the train, me, my cousin Boo was on the way up to Club Callaloo
I kinda had a vibe, so we took our 25's and, uh
We had juice with the bouncers on the inside
Mad Jamaican-faking niggas fronting, knowing they American
Me fronting? The sauce would be embarrassing
Some old poor-faced fella tried to stare me in the eye and give a whammy
He almost caught a blammy
Just when I was about to reach for my Clyde
Cousin Boo whispered to me, "Yo, O, let it slide"
It ain't worth smoking a man, ain't worth the lead
So to break the tension, I broke him in the head
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), yeah, I let it slip on by
Giving you one last try to kill it with the eyes
New day, same shit occurring this time
I was asked what I was looking at,not knowing he was grassed
He sparked the beef and I was gonna finish it off
It turns out this nigga was soft
He got afraid from the way about my stance
Glancing to my left and right
But nearby stood a man in sight
He'll see the whole thing if I decide to do a buckwild move
So what alternatives shall I choose, huh?
Fire my steel and take the chance of me being bagged?
Or shipped up north for a long, long bad?
Nah, I ain't for it, so I flashed the Clyde
He saw the nickel-plate, almost having a date to die
I wondered why chumps wanna pick on I?
They be like settin' it off, and I be letting it slide
I don't know what they be seeing
But one time in a conflict I flipped, turned into an unstable human being
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), yeah, I let it slip on by
Giving you one last try to kill it with the eyes
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), yeah, I let it slip on by
Giving you one last try to kill it with the eyes
When I'm flowing with my girl, I feel it the most
Beef coming so close like a champagne toast
On the train, in the city, round the way, round her way
I take it upon myself to say, "Niggas is gay"
What you trying to prove? Can't move a mountain with a stare
But when a brother pull a joint, you think it ain't fair?
Two wrongs don't make a right
But the philosophy of a fight, fella, is to prolong your life
I roll like it was ten of me, hard what you pretend to be
The mother****ing manner's the price to kill Kennedy
I'll peep out the sons trying the flamboyant and
Put on a smirk 'cause your staring is annoying
No matter how much I try to avoid noise, I'll fill 'em in
But dead that staring in my grill again
Or try to hypnotize with the eyes staring rectifies beef
Tears brought to your family lives and that loved one
Because you couldn't stop my Glock
So, time ran out, cause you punched your own clock
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), yeah, I let it slip on by
Giving you one last try to kill it with the eyes
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), I let it slip on by
I let it slide (I let it slide), yeah, I let it slip on by
Giving you one last try to kill it with the eyes
οΌO.C.δΈζ³θηζ ζ―葨ζΌοΌ
Yo, what's up with that?
What's up, man?
What you looking at my face for?
Man, you was looking at me, though
Alright, check this shit out