Lockdown Lyrics - Third Power - Dj Drama

[Intro - Akon] 

Testing one, two, three 

Akon and YB 

[Verse 1 - Ya Boy] 

Lock down, time to make my block proud 

California on twenty four hour watch now 

It's finna take over baby, hot style 

Yeah the young county Konvict got the rock now 

I hear the rumors saying that I just popped now 

Like they never heard a hood nigga with a hot style 

I got the heels to birds, and the block now 

Old bitches want to holler at me because I'm hot now 

I got a new bitch sitting in my drop now 

Song on the radio, album about to drop now 

Music lives in California, living proof 

Ya Boy, the Roc, Konvict, what it do? 

I been had what these other niggas getting to 

Take your girl home, and make her earn all them Jimmy Choos 

I hope you like heat, it's hot in the kitchen boo 

Do you have service? Am I getting through? 

[Chorus - Akon] 

Hey, I know you heard we got the drop now 

Konvict supplying niggas around the clock now 

Getting money and we forced to put the Glock down 

Glock down, Glock down 

And we expanded all the pipes now 

And I can get accustomed to this lifestyle 

No more spending all my cash trying to fight trial 

It's on lock down 

Because victory is all mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine 

Because victory is all mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine 

[Verse 2 - Ya Boy] 

Another watch, another chain, another charm copped 

Time to wake these niggas up like alarm clocks 

I see them hating so we got to keep the arms cocked 

I'm the reason CA on storm watch 

It's about to get ugly, no Whoopi Gold 

Superstar, still in the kitchen whipping O's 

Toss it to my youngins, call me when you get it gone 

Fuck a rap nigga, we about to get it on 

I'm speaking for California from the top down 

Holler at Ya Boy, I got it locked down 

I tried to tell them this forever like a diamond 

I'm so hot, shorty I can change the climate 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3 - Akon] 

And as the days pass by like a G7 

And all my hustlers on the corner of 7-Eleven 

Pour another on the ground and we'll start repping 

For all the homies laying down, resting up in heaven 

And I hope you watching down 

And proud of how we just locked it down 

No letting nothing stop the cash or get caught up 

In the streets, that's how we brought up 

[Verse 4 - Ya Boy] 

I'm from the city where the fiends shoot up and spark 

Load the ammo, it's time to shoot up the charts 

Game cold baby, you might need a scarf 

Rockstar, but I'm riding like Noah's ark 

Louis shades, Dolce and Gabbana cloth 

Your girl know I stay fly like Santa Claus 

On the road with a trunk full of Asher Roth 

We gone pop Rosay when the package off 

I swear to God I went and got the Bay cracking y'all 

But I couldn't do it without L.A. backing dog 

Niggas say they gone get me, I laugh it off 

Because they know I keep shooters like basketball 

Lock it down, make Kon throw away the key 

Real nigga, record deal ain't changing me 

It took a while, but we still got from A to Z 

I put in work, nigga what you got to say to me? 

[Chorus]