Jim Jones - Oopsy Daisy lyrics

[Chorus:] (x2) Oopsy daisy daddy went and threw me up And he let me hit the ground I'm a gangster I'm a bad man runnin wild In the heart of these streets I got plenty love from n***as who can understand I'm a full grown man But I love who I love And keep all my money right That's a byrdgang plan [Verse 1:] Yeah I talk a little sh** I lost money gambling dice Step back and let it spark a little bit I'm a shark a little bit Take a visit to the pen and see my homie T-fizzy and we talk a little bit I done lost a little bit But I hate to let these other n***as breathe So at night time i floss a little bit And I toss a little bit I'm used to tellin n***as the price Now i tell em it cost a little bit I'm a boss a little bit But trust me i swing a big stick around the hood like laccrosse a little bit And I cry a little bit But only when my n***as fail Cause i like to see em try a little bit Get em high a little bit And teach em how to wash up Currency maybe we can fly a little bit So I give a little bit And I got one request for the cops Let a motherf**er live a little bit [Repeat Chorus:] [Verse 2:] Okay we all make mistakes But some we make twice Some get us cased up Some will take your life Some of us hardheaded Some take advice Some play it safe Some shake the dice Some fly standby Some make the flights Stuntin in my hood Some don't make the night You know I love my town but something ain't right (Something ain't right?) Yeah something ain't right If he's the heart of the city Why we all need a bypa** It's just my thoughts as they bypa** It's move porchses when they fly pa** Watch how you talk cause the lines tapped And the courts will keep your mind trapped Hit the clear pool tryn'a change the climax We f** who*es till they climax And let the time stack We in two zones And when i land i need a new phone [Repeat Chorus:] [Verse 3:] Poppin nights wasn't rolling stone So I guess that's why I roll with chrome And I can turn the jungle to my home And I'm well known in the streets Been on (?) with my heat That n***a so sweet Knock him off if he innocent Be the witness that remember sh** We show him torture if he tattles We shoot shots that will Crack his sales Cause i ain't tryn'a scream 'Crack my sales' And I still got packs for sale Even though they tryn'a pack the jails Have a n***a blowin stacks on bail And the squalie still on my tail Wanna see a n***a dead kneel But I'll never squeal And I'm still mobbin I gotta break bread with the goonies cause the little homies still starving So f** patience or waiting for better looks I'm out sly foxxin I'm gettin it with the crooks [Repeat Chorus:] (2x)