Pacewon - Locked Lyrics
[Pacewon]Uh-huh.. yo, uh-huhYo I got it locked like the mob on my blockThe local rap star that the fine women watchMy sister used to say that I shoulda been a cop'til I pulled up in the fully tinted dropUntil I rapped on the ninety-six album of the yearNow she don't think I'm so weirdNow when I pop in the tape she wanna listenKissin my ass; like back in ninety-five she wasn't dissinNow I got a deal and I'm steppin with a pistonC.O. executive positionThe wisdom of a man doin life inside prisonAll he do is read, smoke stogs, and be liftinThe vision of how I can overcome the systemPace will be a legend in his time like Sonny Liston - lockedYo I got it locked, on the real I got it lockedRollin with the kids that wanna rockYo no doubt I got it locked, word life I got it lockedWhip my 540 on your blockYo don't try to look hard like you holdin down the spotDon't try to look away like you ain't on the jockCause I'm comin with the Outz and we takin whatchu gotBeefin like B.I.G. and TupacYo I got it locked like the Feds that be watchin where you plotLocked like Gotti, but headin for the topGet my money up, push Hummers off the lotL and registration, ridin with a foxSet to "Wild Out" like I'm runnin with The L.O.X.Don't make me put you in a pine box - locked!It's like Pacey-come-lately, happy-go-luckyBeat y'all kids like, "Pappy don't snuff me"Don't want her if she ugly, two-faced or chubbyKeep my mother lookin lovely, give her moneySee I need the finest in life, cameras and lightsHammers and ice, people feel me - the good stuff!Blow my whole neighborhood up, glad I stood upPut flavor in your mix like sugarLock your girl down like Booker; never fall in love with a hookeror cracked out broads that smoke cook-upCould be she fine now well off and she a lookerand know how to work the pressure cookerBut drugs is more addictive than love, kisses and hugsPeople slip and get hung, grippin they lungMy nigga gettin this money is my number one agendaTie your raps up like, "please return to sender"Locked - I got it locked, no doubt I got it lockedMixin up the beef with the bratYo on the real I got it locked, you see I got it lockedUnderground never go popBaby heads all bring they friends we drop, do the wopGettin mad bent off the gin and the scotchI'm hittin off the skins then I'm audi from the spotLocked!
