[Lyric] Peroxide RMX (M.E.D.)

[Verse 1: Blu]
Yo, the car's white, Susie for the Gucci
Monica Bellucci with the Coogi
Uh, yo, my bubble goose Grey Goose hoochie
Slipped my Uzi in the movies like a roof, excuse me
She say my new stee too inapprop'
I say, "New freak, Henny and a two-liter Coke"
Put the roach out, niggas still doin' it tho
They tryna move keys better than a pianist compose
She say my single put that tingle in her nose
On the coast where the summer is thе season for the snow
Yeah, thеm niggas ain't checking for flows
They send the dope with the hoes like Xs and Os
I've seen it all out my window, watching asphalt grow
Uh, reason my peoples keep a tall cam fold
In Los Ange', in the land where them cameras blow
The boss man even hustle hand-in-hand for the dough
Peroxide

[Hook: Pac Div]
'Bout to bubble like peroxide
Layin' in the, in the, in the cut
Uh, yeah, 'bout to bubble like peroxide
Layin' in the cut
[Verse 2: MED]
Uh, yeah, I'm from CA, city of the ox
Bang forward like doors in D.A., heavy with the knock
Nigga you not fucking with the clique, get the cops
Shit, my sister beat the jury out the box
The block on smash with cash
You get rocked, tryna make bands like Slash
Above hash, flash on the dash talk trash
'Til them Hefty bags filled, no tax
She feel me on that feel nigga rap
For real, gold grill, chain every champ
The ill, payback gold, get a ransom
Now we pick the finest cotton off the racks
Relax homie, still keep the flashlight
I can see me taking pictures in the past life
Why write it? 'Cause my mind right
You need iron like a bad diet, fucking with the Westsiders
Peroxide

[Hook: Pac Div]
'Bout to bubble like peroxide
Layin' in the, in the, in the cut
Watch it bubble like Peroxide
Layin' in the cut

[Verse 3: Mibbs]
What? Remember I was 19
Thinking bout how i'm a wake up from this pipe dream
We had mikes hard lemonade and visine for the trip
It ain't easy as it might seem
Watching niggas making paper so enticing
Get some money watch a dirty slate get wiped clean
Sign me up, [?] magazines had to write us up
Labels want to sign me up, ladies tryna tie me up
Shit weird when your homies see you climbing up
You ain't supposed win nigga you should be behind with us
Name getting bigger, lames bicker and
Fans get fickle while I'm racing for them benjamins
Bitches jump ship while the captain still stirring
Hands on the wheel, I keep my nose to the ceiling
I'm my own, no time to be chilling with children
I'm grown, I'm just out to get my Mil and I'm gone
Bitches singing my songs
Promoters throwing me bucks
Watch it bubble like Peroxide
Layin' in the cut
What? So tell my real niggas whats up
If you ask where I'm heading
I'm saying I'm going up
Up, up, up, up
[Outro: Pac Div]
'Bout to bubble like peroxide
Layin' in the the cut
'Bout to bubble like peroxide
Layin' in the the cut'
'Bout to bubble like peroxide
Layin' in the the cut'
'Bout to bubble like peroxide
Layin' in the the cut'
'Bout to bubble like peroxide
Layin' in the the cut'
What?