Scream L.o.x. Lyrics - The Lox

One, one, one 

Yeah! 

It's the second time around! 

Ya know, ya heard, (y'all know who this is) 

The real L.O.X. (no doubt) 

As we proceed 

To get rid of that bullshit (that's right) 

And give you what you need 

CHORUS: 

Scream L 

Cuz we livin and we love the life 

Scream O 

We official and we override 

Scream X 

Cuz we experts and experienced (who is it nigga) 

We gon kill till we die and be ruff when we ride 

(One more time c'mon) 

Scream L 

Cuz we livin and we love the life 

Scream O 

We official and we override 

Scream X 

Cuz we experts and experienced 

We gon kill till we die and be ruff when we ride 

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(Sheek) 

Who that kid that 

Fly in his truck 

High as fuck 

Mami on my side she weeded I'm henneseyed up 

Wet like flipper 

Dick on my zipper 

Kind of soft 

Waitin for this bitch to finish her weed to suck me off 

I'm done now 

Step out my truck then peep out my style 

Place a hundred in this bum cup in front of Mr. Child 

Glock 19 

Laser beam 

Fuck it no vest today 

No stress today, that's how I'm feelin today 

But if y'all shoot you think I won't put this bitch in my way 

I got love for my niggas that's deeper than lava 

Hotter than lava 

You point him out I'll pop the revolver 

Two years in jail and I don't need no package or nothing 

Sheek Louch true to this shit 

Y'all niggas is frontin 

We some evil motherfuckers you can tell when we smirk 

Comes to money we aint got no patience like doctors who don't work 

We drink till it don't hurt 

And the pain go away 

Now who you know out there who's fuckin with Sheek, Styles, and J 

C'mon 

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(Styles) 

What comes around goes around and I'm waitin to die 

I smoke weed in a cloud make my face in the sky 

I get blasted off the liquor, sell drugs, carry a 5th 

Fuck with my dogs 

Till they put me in a morgue 

And even when I'm alone it's me and my toast 

Me and my ghost 

I wonder who get heated the most 

If you didn't live the life you probably couldn't relate 

I turn your face into pudding in the hood with an 8th 

Niggas beef over crack sales 

Scrap over hood rats 

Die over dice games 

You fuckin with us 

And I'ma still pop shit ridin up on a bus 

Like I'ma fuck a nigga up when I'm outta these cuffs 

And blow three niggas down cuz only cowards'll bluff 

Play it sweet when it's sour as fuck 

Calicoed up 

Money and the jewels and the powder is up 

I'ma make a nigga leak like I hit him with dust 

(Jadakiss) 

Nowadays it cost money to breathe 

That's why I tote around three 

Ankle to waist and one in my sleeve 

Fuck security y'all can give that money to me 

Cuz when the bullets go off they be under the tree 

I'm at your chick's house bagging up 

Groupies styled out 

The Kool-Aid too sweet and the phone don't dial out 

You don't gotta like me 

I show up to your wedding 

Rockin a white tee 

Your wife like oohh-wee 

And if I dance wit her 

Then I got a chance wit her 

But I aint gonna do her 

I'ma wait till after the honeymoon to screw her 

And let niggas run through her 

For y'all that's behind that wall blockin the street 

Homemade doorags off the top of the briefs 

Everybody get they turn to live 

You just gotta know when it's your turn don't burn your bridge 

And all the real niggas will die the worms'll live 

And that's real fucked up but that's how shit is 

Scream it 

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