O'Dell - Trip to London lyrics

[Fiend] He never really saw the bullet coming, no type of instinct for running I wish he would have came with me to London I never knocked his hustle, I was the one that gave him muscle And showed him how to make a missle snap a bone tissue Red pepper the floors, only by the doors Incase the D.E.A. got a drug sweep tour To feed the kanine, look, I keep one on your waistline A few thoughts if they really wanna chase mine Why they wanna replace mine, shots of tequila when I chase mine Want a bullet proof transpo, heres a number on who made mine Smoking that gray pine, they save mine I had to seek it, now I'm one of the ones that can speak it [Mo B. Dick] Yeah you didn't want to listen the first time n***a warned ya But now n***a bring that pain to your a** now Look where you at, look where you at now n***a What? [Kage] b**h, you b**h The game's survival, follow motto of Fiend's eleven hollows And if I woes my rivals, represent the cash to Austin Powers Toss a towel, it's the arrival of the most powerful shots sprayed Like your ex girlfriends, and goes, finger f**in gun and ammos Lay a centerfold who they feel like Congo f** a knife when we jump out the Bronco With the four fours, uptown desperado Hit you with a Roy Jones combo, this ain't a boat load To your afro, murder you, come to your funeral Buck and peel low, it's a new time, here's the intro f** with Fiend, you die, lose your vitals [O'Dell] You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running I wish you would have came with me to London You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running I wish you would have came to London You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running I wish you would have came with me to London You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running I wish you would have came to London