Lyrics:
O C Far From Yours

yeah [Yvette] Ooooh, yeah, baby far from yours, ohh yeah [Verse One: O.C.] Yo, time is most limited I'm back on the scene O replenishes, potency like

[Yvette] Ooooh, yeah, baby far from yours, ohh yeah [Verse One: O.C.] Yo, time is most limited I'm back on the scene O replenishes, potency like four

Tone down your style The radio jocks are all pop So how the fuck this nigga know what shit to rock? The shit that make your face turn green Is when you

, c'mon H.O.V.A I got my mojo back, baby, oh, behave Naw, naw, don't be afraid Y'all an' your articles, hard to spit at Jay Y'all from a far threw thoughts

'm from stick ups turn to shoot outs niggas you better run (Verse 3) Never thought niggas would tell {aint this a bitch} ass niggas scared of jail FED C.O

me I know with all of government and Yes, this will get crazy and blow (Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb) Got your mind blown, vocal tones keep it sewn Blastin' out your stereos or your

's Kids in a baby pickup Shot up Toys R Us and robbed Kay-Bee, nigga This is def poetry far beyond my control Fuck your teflon, be body-armed like the toll Unload from

's your favorite color, on a lovely day You let me reach right over And rub on your leg I'm sayin all kind of shit, to make you smile Put your seatbeat

beat up the block with your hoe With speakers knocking, it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc Can proceed to drop me and hop out the vehicle and knock on your door