Round Of Applause

[Intro: Los]

Zero

It's Los

Gotta be a believer baby

Let's go

[Chorus: Chris Notez]

Oh-oh, ey-ey

And they ain't sayin nothin

If they ain't talkin money to me

I hear alot of chit chatter

But my pockets gettin fatter

So you know it sound funny to me

I'm makin haters bow down to the boss

I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause

Oh-oh, ey-ey

I'm makin haters bow down to the boss

I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause

How bout a round of applause?

Oh-oh, ay-ay, ey-ay

Oh-oh, ey-ay, ey-ay

[Verse 1: Los]

Okay, welcome to my world, bitch

We be on that thorough shit

And you be on that girl

You be-you be on that girl shit

Welcome to my block hoe

Don't nobody bias

Don't nobody know karate nigga

You know what that glock for

Gotta be a better way

Gotta be a different route

Gotta get my figures up

Gotta get my niggas out

Y'all should pull a Snickers out

I think I'm a be a while

Money make a nigga happy

And I think I need a smile

So much on my little mind

So much in so little time

Nobody solidified me

I stuck to my little grind

Now I'm in that big body

Sittin on them big wheels

Lil fella, big dreams

Nigga, I'm a big deal

[Chorus: Chris Notez]

Oh-oh, ey-ey

And they ain't sayin nothin

If they ain't talkin money to me

I hear alot of chit chatter

But my pockets gettin fatter

So you know it sound funny to me

I'm makin haters bow down to the boss

I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause

Oh-oh, ey-ey

I'm makin haters bow down to the boss

I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause

How bout a round of applause?

Oh-oh, ay-ay, ey-ay

Oh-oh, ey-ay, ey-ay

[Verse 2: Los]

Okay, cook it til it bubble up

Whip it til it double up

Rock it, chop it, bag it, flip it

Nigga, just don't fuck it up

Struggle with a passion

You wanna go and get it

Just be humble in your actions

And hustle til it happens

Yeah, what kinda question does the fear raise?

No questions, it's Maybachs in my near days

Versaci shades, and ocean beach from my staircase

And you just standin there with a scared face

And if I fall, so what? I'm so with it

I get up like a go-getta and go get it

Yeah, they gotta give it to me one time

Made it thru the rainy days

I'm ready for my sunshine

[Chorus: Chris Notez]

Oh-oh, ey-ey

And they ain't sayin nothin

If they ain't talkin money to me

I keep alot of chicks chatter

From my pockets gettin fatter

So you know it sound funny to me

I'm makin haters bow down to the boss

I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause

Oh-oh, ey-ey

I'm makin haters bow down to the boss

I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause

How bout a round of applause?

[Verse 3: Los]

Flashbacks, gun shots, caution tape

Best friends and relatives who haunts his fate

Double crosses, setbacks, let downs

Feelin corned, closed in, shut down

Hard times, long days, late nights

We fall down then get up and take flight

Yeah, this for all the ones that never get a chance

I can't wait to kick it with you

Promise we gon' sit and laugh

Promise we gon' joke about

The times that we didn't have

All my peoples with a dream

Just don't let your vision pass

Those who never gave the time

Say they wanna know you now

Wasn't round when shit was tough

They just wanna slow you down

Homie, what I owe you now?

I see where we all stand

How you gon' take credit for

Something that was in God's plans?

If you real I salute ya

Born to make history, nigga I'm the future

[Chorus: Chris Notez]

Oh-oh, ey-ey

And they ain't sayin nothin

If they ain't talkin money to me

I hear alot of chit chatter

But my pockets gettin fatter

So you know it sound funny to me

I'm makin haters bow down to the boss

I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause

Oh-oh, ey-ey

I'm makin haters bow down to the boss

I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause

How bout a round of applause?