More Bounce

More Bounce To The Ounce

LBC's In The Muthafucken House

Me & My Boy T-Nut Bout To Go & Smoke A Ounce

All The Gangstas In The Building

They Know How I Get Around

Get Some Wraps, Put Some Weed In It

My Girl Is Never Jealous, Man She G With It

47 Deep Is How I'm Rollin'

Don't Brag About Your Money, Get It Stolen

Cornuta The Block, My Homies Peeled Out

My Homie Dro Is Out, Shit Is Real Now

Tatted In The Face, Is How I Feel Now

All You Wack Ass Rappers Getting Killed Now

THC Got Me Feeling In My Zone

All Alone Getting Stoned

2Tone Got The Chrome

This For My Homie Krypto Out In Pacoima

Muthafuckas Knowin' How I Do In California

You Bitches Wanna Fuck With My Homies

Bitches Wanna Fuck With The Homies (Fuck With The Homies)

Ain't No Bitches Too Good For The Homies

Bitches Wanna Fuck With My Homies (Fuck With My Homies)

More Bounce To The Ounce

Bout To Show These Young Homies

What This Life All About

South Gate Boys

Yo We So Above The Clouds

Been Sucio Since I Sold G That First Pound

And Uh, L.A. City Stay Bouncin'

Pull The Baddest Bitches

And They Titties Stay Bouncing

Talk Dirty To Me, Let Me Feel Whats In That Blouse

Hittin' Up Chile Sauce, Bring A Blunt Up To The House

(Break It Up, Break It Up)

Cause 2Tone Got That Real

You Down With My Squad

Then Show Me How You Feel

So Fucken Loud, Like You Want Us To Kill

Another Day, Another Dollar, Just Another Drug Deal

That AK47 Pays Me, Got Bad Bitches Going Crazy

Call Me Big Pappa Like Baby, Baby

If You Smoke A Gang Of Weed, Lets Blaze It

You Bitches Wanna Fuck With My Homies

Bitches Wanna Fuck With The Homies (Fuck With The Homies)

Ain't No Bitches Too Good For The Homies

Bitches Wanna Fuck With My Homies (Fuck With My Homies)

I Blow Clouds Everywhere

All My Young Homies Throw Your Hands In The Air

My Whole Click Stay Bossin'

My Lil Homies Comin' From The Streets In Slauson

Thats Really Dope

See I'm Smokin On Some Shit That You Will Never Smoke

And You Know I Gotta Do It For My City Bro

My Homies Chuckin' Up The Hood In The Front Row

Aye, More Bounce To The Ounce

See The Bitch That I'm With

Make It Bounce On The Couch

She High In The Clouds

With A Blunt In Her Mouth

Yeah I Already Know What I'm About

(Lets Get It)

You Bitches Wanna Fuck With My Homies

Bitches Wanna Fuck With The Homies (Fuck With The Homies)

Ain't No Bitches Too Good For The Homies

Bitches Wanna Fuck With My Homies (Fuck With My Homies)