Lyrics Oh No! - Tacet

Ok I'm angry bitch
Third World Posse only gunin for the top
Now face it bitch
I rap like this
And i talk like this
And i walk like this
I'm crazy bitch
I'm looking at you right dead inside of your eye
No more love this ain't a Funeral pier
Saying "oh why can't this mf die"
Shooting ya shots lemme give em reply's
Lemme talk to you muthafuckas
Thinking I'm nice
Come and talk to my pump
Catch a slug Jerry rice
I'm Walking thru tsa
Still drunk From last night
I'm blocking the psa
Bitch ima bad vibe
With a Bounce in my walk
It'll make em act right
She pounce when i fuck
It'll break her at night
Yea dis a Tacet muthafuckin beat
And the beat is for ya ass bitch
Black .32
I shoot like Kobe
I bet you're fast bitch
When I'm in the south slide down Harry Hines
Right up on ya ass
No u don't look behind
When I'm back home
Swerving thru echo park
This a pool to a shark
Ima pull u apart
I said "Oh No" homeboy
Bitch you got the wrong answer
I said "oh no" go home
Bitch you got the wrong answer
Started off under the ground
They wasn't fucking with me
Now they all coming around
Bitch I be surfin off 30s
3 mil by 30s
I'm keeping my feet on the ground
Black, White, Asian, Latino
Yeah you can catch my
4-free-throw
You can't me see me yes John See-No
You know I'm speaking that evil
I got two hunnid on my dash got bitch
4 hunnid in my trunk
I get buck
Hive set mafia been realest as they come
I ran it up bitch
Yes I'm running my slum
Acting up bitch
Now you finna get dropped
Never did time cuz I never got caught
626 Now Twist ya fingers up
Aim at ya madulla
Tacet Joe bazooka
Got you locked up in my scope bitch
Who the fuck we choosin?
Watching how we movin
Paint em Ain't no stick and poke
Bitch
Swerving in my hood bumping my shit only
You acting like the coach but ya plays came from my book bruh