Woodie - Callin' Your Bluff lyrics

Yoc life or no life that's the way I'm livin'
Northern Cali style ain't no bullshitin'
Yeah
Antioch tales up in this motherfucker and
I'mma let it be known
It don't matter what town you from
There's killaz everywhere
Wanna nut up Sucka what up Run
Up punk or shut up
Cause, I'mma put a slug in your lung
And have you coughin' blood up
Cause, I'm fed up with these suckaz
Talkin' threats behind my back
But when you see me you avoid me
Punk you said you gonna snap
I ain't no heavyweight so demonstrate your
Plan to bust my grill
I guess you heard it through the grapevine
That Norteno Woodie kills
I ain't tryin' to knock your teeth out
I'm tryin' to blow your brains out
With a tre-five-sev I'll leave your skull
Hollow and body laid out
It's that Yoc life that got me like this
Ain't no point in me to fight it
My veins are pumpin' a virus
And I call it homicidus
For my scrap killin' tendencies
Ain't lookin' for no remedies
I'm thinkin' of ways to get more
Straps to execute my enemies
The APD wanna see the end of me
So I gotta watch my step
I take back-roads and speak in code
Cause phone calls they will intercept
And I bet, they're posted down the block
With black binocs
Stakin' out the spot if shit gets hot
Their scope is on my knot
I still plot strategies of
Dissipating gun powder
Hit that block wit an SK chop
And watch these hollow tips devour
Best be able to walk
Where you talk don't highside
Dank and liquor got ya' feelin'
Brave you gonna die
How you speak of my death
I'm callin' your bluff
So before you issue threats be
Prepared to back it up

That evilness prevails
Can't you tell follow them bloody trails
That I left behind you'll find my
Life is full of wicked tales
Dirty deeds fulfill my needs
Of tragedies to enemies
Beggin' me for mercy on their
Knees before the triggaz squeezed
Creepin' through the cuts
Man that Yoc life got me nuts
Got me juiced and gettin' looser than
The pussy of a slut
I'll break you off a fatal shot
To show what I'm about
Don't underestimate cause that's how most
These fools get taken out
A tre-five-sev will spread a suckaz
Guts across the block
A 22 will break his skull
And rattle up his knot
Either way he's gonna die if
My intent is homicide
He could have 45 calibers but
Only got one life i know you killaz feel me
That sickness got me pumped up
And sucked up into fatal ways of
Dealin' with what comes up it's fucked up
But that's life and life now
Days just ain't right
I'm gonna live behind the trigger
Til I'm in my gravesite
So if you want me come and
Get me suckaz if you dare
Yeah I shot your homiez and you
Know what I don't fuckin' care
Fuck ya'll and them haters too
Do or die I choose to do
Norte sidin' ridin' down your block
Woodie's comin' through!

Best be able to walk
Where you talk don't highside
Dank and liquor got ya' feelin'
Brave you gonna die
How you speak of my death
I'm callin' your bluff
So before you issue threats be
Prepared to back it up