Rush Hour
Octagen & M.I.D.O.R. Lyrics

Yeah
Shit go brazy
This shit go brazy brazy, heh
This shit go crazy
Tri heart go hard
Yeah, lets go
I got my hand on my gun point action nigga dont want no smoke
Got too many funny nigga's come around These nigga's some clown's
These nigga's some jokes uh
I think that the circus been out of season for a while
These nigga's clown's, some of them goofy
Nigga's frown crack a smile uh(yeah yeah)
Nigga don't play with action yeah
I don't go fuck with no ratchet yeah
Most of these nigga's be capping yeah
I beat yo bitch in the backseat yeah
I fuck her and fuck around
I kick her out then make her get a taxi
Shawty gone come around again real flashy
Bitches fake it's fucking plastic
My money real, its elastic
Yeah I'm money hungry not full I'm famished
I'm in the cut I don't need no bandage
The nigga want smoke I get him vanished
Red dot hit him yeah
Red dot hit him make a fuck nigga get on
I'm with gang we scam we don't play with pion's
I'm on game on shit you don't play what we on(let's go let's go let's go)
Listen here all my peer's you gone here me ahh
Like Houdini reappear in yo fucking lawn
I can spell this shit from A to Z just like I'm Baby Tron
I told these nigga's not to play with me it is fucking on
Shuffle the cards I don't play that deck
How many slime's on board on deck
Pussy boy want all the shit he wack
Choppa tote choppa way
When I got my hand on my gun I'm gonna act up
I'm the life of the party I'm pouring the act up
Red dot to start it
Off of the molly I beg my pardon
Talk my shit just kidding I farted
I'm off the earth I damn near departed
Smoking on earth and It got me retarted
Ah shit damn look what I started
All of this ice on me sink where my heart is
I will not play nice I'm too cold hearted
You gone have to play yo part
Yeah
Bitch
I know you see me I'm blasting the tec
This semi automatic came with a pet
Two twin Glock's they came in a pack
I see opp's I pray they lack
Shoot that pussy boy
Now he lying on the floor
I'm gone put him on the news
I'm gone send him to the lord uh
Little as bitch you can suck my dick(whoa)
To these hating ass nigga's you can eat this clip
Scratch that nigga you can eat this dick too
I beat up the beat like I'm in a cartoon
Swerve the lot swerve the car too
Car go fast shit go vroom vroom(Skrr skrr skrr)
Cargo fat this shit yo doom yeah yeah yeah
Is it fact's or what
Nigga's hang around with these killers
Is it cap or what
Nigga's think they really with it
Lacking ahh
Why they- why they lack so much( I don't even know why they lack so much)
I'm not with all the fuck shit
Pull up to the party I'll air out the function
Lose yo shit uh lose assumptions
I'm on loser shit but I don't play for nothing
I stay strapped up I ain't worried bout nutting
Tell a hater back off why you hate for what
Sticky tucked choppa hit you in yo gut
We not playing with anyone
Hold on wait let me get my gun
We not just playing with anyone
I got all the opp's in my radar we gone shoot em once




Only gotta say this shit one time I'll say it once
Yeah yeah yeah bah