O.c. - Hypocrite lyrics

[Intro] What, yeah Yo, flaws and fallacies of life, material items and sh** Beware motherf**ers, word up, don't let it get ya, you know? This sh** ain't nothing, one time, check 'em out, yo [Verse] You live the life of a hustle, not sympathetic to a user Making cats fast taking trips to Bermuda Elegant women, all lovely and feminine Houses with arces and big pools for swimming in Big transactions, swiping all the action Driving a Benz and Lex, you be like maxing Jewels be on truck sh**, rims with fat clusters Diamonds on your teeth, shining shimmers and lusterous And God's hanging sideways, holding your head high Cruising through a block, so you past a dreads Now the dreads are looking hard at your face Mr. Fly Guy Unaware tonight their gonna do a f**ing drive by Go home watch a sci-fi flick, with a chick 'til 10 p.m., now it's time for you to dip Go round up a few men hold a cla**ified Info inside, hand picked these n***a's you confided In the shipment to pick up quick, click off Clyde's Seven numbers for you if their gonna demise A scheme of betrayal, guess in your valley You was higher then self work, short from another fly guy By George I think he's got it, chicks gooms and lump sums Trickering 5-0 wild to be like dumb dums One of the few never having a heart Issue was smart some a** with it, came to cash don't give a sh** Attitude more money and more money Dog days bright and more sunny 4 in the morning drinking Seneca apple juice in the rent a car Neighborhood star, got riddled and scarred A lose cannon or cannons, over famish foe Became shaddow or did d**h and did damage Now I knew this kid true to life, word life He preached righteousness and sh** and turned to be a Hypocrite