Big Ron-Loc, Ron-Loc - Test My #Detox" lyrics

All black caddillac waiting on
Them nigas that said
That They was really on this gangsta rap shyt
Them feds is really watching nigga
How the fuck you on the camera with a chop
And ain't letting off shots nigga
Every real one I seen was running
While the chopper in the sky was shooting
Rounds was launching
My niggas pimp that artillery
To hunt down paper
Mayweather out the ring nothing
But another caper
Niggas speaking on loc nothing
But another hater
Catch them slipping switching lanes
And TMZ update em
I’m Somethin like Rick Ross not
A flashy ass rap toy
Even in the streets I keep a low profile boy
Po inverted, bit me at age 16
14 generations later it's the same thing
14 generations fore heads with red beams
Bith the general on point, I Beats armys down
The town crown my ground the
Frowns bound to drown
The sound found I pound you down clown
And fucking with me never
Rhyming mirror busting berettas
Fort knox lock down the
Rap game about cheddar
ILL, I spit shit that come
Back like 2 pac deals
The closest ever to a rap god
Rest in peace and Still
Secured contracts bigger than his
Foes from the grave

So how the fuck funk flex miss that
Bet I won’t with the kay
Niggas better watch what the fuck they say
And every body that fuck with you after
That get it the same way
At night or caught on clock
Middle of broad day
Beef till pac come back and say the shit's ok

Rappers really love pac how
They miss that shit
The main fact y’all punk ass
Don’t like me bitch

So I give the amount of
A fuck about they opinion
Of a muthafuckin new born insect pissin
No more spitting bars now it's
Rounds out a tank
Aftermath tip of the barrel busting
Where them niggas thank

Big bad ass Ron-Loc started moving for dre
Humans listen how I’m gone watch
What the fuck I say

I’ve already detoxed Im ok
I threw my smoking drinking
And popping habit's away

But then it marked the moment
My competition was striking
Simultaneously followed by they
Mark ass ignited my style hangs in front of
My balls don’t bite it
By the way I relapsed you
Bitch I couldn’t fight it

When I rap about a gun it's
Just so you can understand it
Grown men shit piss and faint when
They whitnessing what i brandish
Im landing these out landishly gifted
Scripted ridiculously jab lines
I want beats in the trunk fuck alpine

Im doing niggas beats weekend sex with nicki
Grand finally minaj while I tea bag iggy

Used to sucking cause she like tip flow

You a loser like the lakers
When nick young signed on

Big Snoop Dogg better hope I never find Homes

Google niggas block and browse it
Heated fully loaded chrome

Told niggas Don't fuck with ya boi ron-loc
I’m Dope snoop approved the smoke
Ya skinny ass hoe

You caint get hi off your own supply
Or hustle with anybody that moves like I
Have you ever looked a real
Killer in they eyes
And survived when niggas drive
By letting them fly

You a real pimp tell me
What that make yo wife
Definition of the boss lady in your life
And it ain't come from me
Cause you said yourself
Hella old and contradicting thats
Bad for your health

Like father like son cube and OMG
Street creed came from mack 10 and big WC

Since 06 cube and snoop sound like me
Trying to sell it to the public
For the people can see

20 years public gangsters how the
Fuck the feds miss y’all
Simple ass math y’all pussy ass niggas frauds