Target Practice Black Hippy (Ft. Bad Lucc)

[Intro: Ab-Soul]
Uh, wassup
Show these niggas how the west was won

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Yeah, if you don't know my name by now
Just call me any rapper could get it
Any month, any week, any day, any minute
I'm knocking ballers off of their pivot in this scrimmage
They painting pictures with no description
Like a witness, who took an oath to no snitching
Mind ya business, like the best entrepreneur or be diminished
By the metaphor, in the following sentence
I told you I does it a dozen times, you must of thought I was lyin'
Yeah I'm nice, but I'm not too kind
So dope I can say the same line two times
So dope I can say the same line two times
I don't care about your age, your creed or color
The squares in your circle or the angles you covered
If you in front of your girl, your cousin or mother
I spread your ass out in the street like butter
You got your toast, well I'm well equipped with a quote
So a bullet leaving your chamber's like a word that I spoke
Soul brother number dos, I'm a breathe in hundred's smoke
Driven down central by a nigga in some Loc's
Never going back to Cali cause the nigga never leave
Even when I'm out the state, you see me, you see L.A
And ain't nobody fucking with me, like a virgin with chlamydia
Recognize, Top Dawg familia