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Ohio All Stars
Hi‐Tek feat. Cross, Showtime, Mann & King Chip
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Yeah, this how we get it down here
Where we at? (Ohio!) Let's go
I got the flow like Pac, I got the weight like Biggie
I got the muscle just like I was fuckin' 50
I got the rock just like I was Hov
Cookin' 36 yo ounces over the stove
I got the quarter, but I'm not Weezy
I got the snow, but I'm not Jeezy
I got the birds flyin' in but I'm not the Bird Gang
Might as well call me the Cincinnati Birdman
And Hi-Tek said it was my fuckin' year
'Cause I was runnin' through the snow like a reindeer
And hell yeah, nigga I yo keep that pure
One hitter bring back Tupac Shakur
And I know my shit your swim back
I can turn a nine into a fifteen pack
Down here, nigga we roll Chevy thang
Holla at the boy, he'll hook you up for anything
Whoa! (Ohio)
Yeah G, double barrel and goon
If these boys is stars then I gots to be the moon
Cincinnati motherfucker, in the jungle like Mowgli
You see I wrote this book while they just footnote me
I'm ridin' down Rockdale, my lungs out smoky
Them doors up, rims do the hokey pokey
Don't ask me where I'm going boy, I'm gettin' to the money
It's showtime fuck boy, in case you ain't know me
It's ABG bitch, you can read the chain ho
Jackboys in the building, you know what we came for
I'm feelin' myself like I'm puttin' on lotion
My rims ain't the only fuckin' thing that's floatin'
I'm in another world though I'm sittin' on the sofa
I put boys in they place like cups and coasters
Guns and holsters, all bet off
I'm like the sun lil daddy, take no days off, yeah!
Where we at? (Ohio)
Step up on the scene, smellin' like collard greens
It ain't Granny's cookies comin' from a Swisher Sweets
Couple Rotos to the head, now I'm out at ease
In the booth with the scoop, nigga I bring the heat
I rip the bitch no matter who supply the beat
I do it myself, I got 'em jumpin' out they seats
I go hard man just like MJ
You can't hold me down nigga, what the fuck you think?
Yo D weak, you got no game in the paint
I back you down like an old head slangin' cane
I'm the rockers, already been off the chain
So fire might as well call me octane
But you can't put me out, I stay on like a lighthouse
That's what we smokin' like that joint hangin' out his mouth
Nothin' but that good kush, gotta be that Cali weed
Nah man it was fire, I said fire on three
Ayy Cleveland where you at? (Ohio)
My city got that money baby, and we been gettin' the yeeno
Phantoms with them Bentleys my nigga, we ridin' clean ho
Me, I'm that nigga who all them hoes scream for
Gotta be the most fitted nigga you ever seen though
And we sip that lean ho, and we blow that haze and kush
Little niggas ridin' strapped, damn sure ain't afraid to bust
I got hoes in Dayton, Columbus, down up in Akron
Who ain't on that bullshit, simply lookin' for that action
Pop two pills and get it crackin', but keep it cool Dow Chow
I'm a nigga who never scared to go pow pow
Leave you layin' there twitchin' and doin' the sow sow
My Cincinnati hoes talk like they from down south
And twenty-eights are the size of the chrome that I'm on
And hold up wait, there's something in my eye
Phone, new message from Hi-Tek
He told me tell them hundreds and fifties we gon' forever get 'em
My nigga and I'm the prince of... (Ohio)
Yeah, it's your boy Hi-Tek
I wanna give a shout out to everybody...
Damn!
Ayy man put that beat back on man, stop playin'
Ayy, aw hell no
Ayy yeah, like I was sayin'
I wanna give a shout out to everybody that's doin' they thing
Down in the Natty, Cleveland, Columbus, Dayton, Springfield
What up John Legend? Haha
Yeah, you know we represent down here in the Natty
It's your boy Hi-Tek signin' off, Ohio All Stars
Let's get it in, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
AB what's poppin' baby?
And we out! Haha (Ohio)