2.) Biggest / Best Remix: Black Hippy - U.O.E.N.O Remix
"This hoodie here 'bout two stacks, hell yeah that bitch gon' go HAM / Molly in her drink, but she asked me to, and oh yeah, I got this on cam." -ScHoolBoy Q
This is the U.O.E.N.O remix we were all waiting for, even if we didn't expect it. No one has done this instrumental justice like Black Hippy - not Rick Ross, A$AP Rocky, Wiz Khalifa or even Rocko himself. Although each verse is strong, Schoolboy and Jay Rock definitely went in the hardest, the former even making a point to directly address Ross' controversial molly line. This version is the best so far, without question, and it's hard to imagine anyone else topping it.
Anyone disagree?
[Verse 2: Schoolboy]
Groovy nigga, that's all day, Backwood hold three grams
Got a six-shooter, that revolver spinning
Shells stuck inside but won't jam
This hoodie here 'bout two stacks, hell yeah that bitch gon' go HAM
Molly in her drink, but she asked me to, and oh yeah, I got this on cam'
Gangster nigga, not trap beats - bet I still sound like that new shit
Originality in my blueprint, still Figg Side, figaro, pimp
Her thick ass where my palm hit, pull my dick out, she gon' bomb it
Swag surfing all through the world, slide through the sea on a comet
O-X-Y for these morons, that be that new shit I'm pushing
Raise off of them pockets, bring more of them chloroforms
These niggas ain't poppin' - tell them old niggas to move on
Ah damn, I don said it - yeah - ah damn, they beheaded
[Verse 4: Jay Rock]
Respect, I get the utmost
I'm so dope, I'm a walking kilo
36 Os...
You don't even know I'm gettin' cheese like Cheetos
You mad that we BMFing
Bitch-ass niggas steady PMSing
I never show my hands, can't know my plans
Gotta keep 'em guessin'
Rock! I was off the scene
Now a nigga back like a 4 1/2
Shootin' up the set like Spielberg
See the big picture when them hammers flash
I don't post a lot on Instagram
That's the quickest way they'll get you, man
Leave that shit for the bitches, man
Alphabit boys, they'll get ya ass
IRS they was on a nigga
Cashed them out, not I'm Scott free
Got my passport in my JanSport, now I'm overseas
You don't even know it...
Rock been killin' this shit, no gloves, no mask on me
Just 100 thousand cash on me
Back then, I was doing bad, homie
All my bitches bad now
My own hoes try to keep tabs on me
Safe to say I'm the man now
Punk-ass nigga just stand down
'Fore the shots go up and it's man down
Hands down, still popping, no prescription, I'm flexing
Suplex a pussy, I've been off the edge
Too late to push me, nigga I ain't fell off
Used to move Frosted Flakes like Kellogs
Pull up to the bank, count paper like tellers
Top Dawg, Money Gang, bitch, we've been on
Clothesline the beat, nigga, John Cena
Been having stripes, can't walk in my Adidas
Kicked in the door, hand on the Nina
Black Hippy shit, rock on, bleed 'em
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