Thank you
Unpacked and I grab the three eighty
But we ain't thinkin', bout the boys
Damn, the spot's gettin' hot from the battle
Drove to the ghetto, and checked in a motel
And we ain't on edge when we do work
Yo, well this Lench Mob nigga
And the public defender ain't givin' a fuck
Getting bitches and they can't stand a
Where it was never seen before
The fool must be sparkin'
With similar incidents occurring in Texas, Michigan, and Oklahoma
My homie got shot he's a goner black
But they can't fade South Central
'Cause where we stayin', niggaz look shady
You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G
Seein' which one will clock the most
Yeah this is the one no doubt
Wearing our colors and talkin' that gang fuss
Bust a U Bone, and let's clear these niggaz out
Catch a flight to St. Louis
About to pack up and start slangin' in Seattle
Los Angeles which are known for their drive by shootings
Police say this is a nationwide trend
And two others injured, no arrests have been made
Ay ay man, what's up nigga?
So you know the phrase, once again it's on
Tryin' to give me, fifty seven years
Giving up much love
Four gang bangers, professional crack slangers
But the NARCs, raid about six in the morning
Now clearin' em out meant casualties
Top of the news tonight, gangs from South Central
Have migrated into East St. Louis leaving three dead
Put his Glock to my chest as I paused
And the white pride don't like North side
That L.A. ain't all, surf and sun
Talkin' about a double life plea bargain
'Cause bustin' a cap is fundamental
Dyin' for a street, that they ain't even heard of
Police don't recognize the khakis and the sweatshirts
Bust a cap, and out of there in a hurry
They trying to stop it
Fuckin' police got the four-one-one
Still had the L.A. mentality
St. Louis niggaz want they corner back
In L.A. everybody and they momma sell dope
It's the same old story and the same old nigga stuck
Police looking at niggaz through a microscope
Wouldn't you know, a drive by in Missouri
Breakin' off rocks like Barney Rubble
Went to jail in my motherfuckin' drawers
Punks whirl when the gat bust
Damn G, the spot's gettin' hot
Four Jheri Curl niggaz kickin' up dust
Face will be full of those tattooed tears
Took their corner next day, set up shop
And some of them are even lookin' up to us
But other motherfuckers want to stand strong
Now the shits gettin' tricky
So what the fuck can I do to make a profit?
I'ma end it like this 'cause you know what's up
We stepped off the plane
So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot?
Plus the Black Guerrilla family
Shooting in snowy weather
Nineteen-ninety-one Tony Montana
That's cool, 'cause nobody knew us
It's illegal business, niggaz still can't stick together
Now the shits like a war of gang violence
'Cause them mark-ass niggaz don't want trouble
Now this is a young man's summer vacation
And it's a riot if any more niggaz die
Triple the profit makin' more than I did in Cali
'Cause now they lookin' for the colors and the khakis
Try to catch a nigga while he's yawnin'
No parole or probation
No chance for rehabilitation
Rented a car at wholesale
'Cause look at the motherfuckin' years that I'm facin'
Them fools got popped
And it's better than slangin' in the valley
Feudin', like the Hatfield's and McCoys
Checkin' out every block close
