CB4 - Straight Outta Locash Lyrics

[Daddy-O]
CB4 in the motherf*ckin house!

[Hi-C]
Yeah Gusto's in the motherf*ckin house
with my man Dead Mike!
We breakin motherf*ckers off 24-7!
So check this shit out!
Aiyyo Gusto... (whassup?)
KICK THAT SHIT!!!

[Hi-C]
Straight Outta Locash
A crazy mothaf*cka named Gusto
I f*cked ya wife, cause the bitch is a big hoe
I f*cked ya sister, I f*cked ya cat
I would have f*cked ya mom but the bitch is too fat!
When I'm in ya neighborhood, ya betta dig a moat
cause I'm comin to slit... ya motherf*ckin throat!
Blood is drippin, I'm not slippin
Bitches panties, is what I'm rippin
Rollin faster than a motherf*ckin dirt bike
Never met a piece of pussy that I didn't like
Like to eat it, like to suck it
Take a shit... in a bucket; Straight Outta Locash!!!

Crazy motherf*ckers, hah hah!
(Where you from, nigga?)

[Daddy-O]
Comin straight out of Locash,
a crazy motherf*cker named Dead Mike
So get ready cause you're goin for a long hike
off a cliff, I'm drivin you over
Now ya dead with ya fo' leaf clover
Float like a cannonball, sting like a shark
I'm the nigga waitin for you in the dark
Waitin to rob you, waitin to beat you
A bullet in ya head is how I greet you (whassup nigga?)
A villain with a hat, and it's like that
I tied yo' moms to a motherf*ckin train track
Flat on her back, I give her some crack
It's ten o'clock - DO YOU KNOW WHERE YO MOMS IS AT?
At my house (doin what?) wipin her ass
She had to move... STRAIGHT OUTTA LOCASH!!!

[scratches til fade]