Ayo, light shit the fuck up man Y'all niggas get ready to get What we doin' in y'all, huh? Everybody partyin', smokin', bullshittin', drinkin',
for my niggas on the East Coast rollin' Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin' All my niggas in the street wit which street you claim? Put your glock up
This is for my on the West Coast bouncin' Six-four rollin', wheel motion All my dogs on the just loc'n Nigga put your rag up, put your flag up
B Mack in the mix again, I'm startin' shit I'm in the club the fifth again West Coast sippin' gin East Coast Belvedere, Cranberry nigga mix it in
I'm in the back where dark as hell Shit you know me, VIP, nigga the L And I come to roll a or more, bounce wit whores all my niggas strapped what all the bouncers for
Whether or Sig on Crenshaw Ave I'ma, get them bitches, get cash I'ma, hit switches, lift them spokes I'ma, push that chicken, get coke
I'ma, rock them dickies, Air Ones Til the, feds come get me air out the, P H I L L Y, to the, L B C to C P T, uh
This for my on the East Coast rollin' Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin' All my niggas in the wit caine Muh'fucka which street you Put your glock up
This is for my niggas on the West Coast rollin', three wheel motion All my dogs on the block loc'n Nigga put your rag up, playa put flag up
I'm on the block til the pack get Don't pack just roll, hit L.A. like and Kob' Nigga please, got Aculpulco gold Got connects the heat got the gats on hold
All my niggas locos holmes ese's SA's with SK's a fuck if the cops come That's right fuck coppers We bust holmes We on the block sent them on
Twenty niggas wit khaki's creased That'll clap police, that sling on the back of streets Or niggas on the back of blocks That sling caps and rocks, who won't to clap the cops
Whether I, push the to pick up clucks To get feathers knocked off, then they get dropped off From pickin' up bitches, hittin' St. Ides to Ingbing do my thing, yo
This for my niggas on the East Coast Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin' All my niggas in the wit caine Muh'fucka street you claim? Put your glock up
This is for my niggas on the Coast bouncin' rollin', three wheel motion All my dogs on the block just Nigga put rag up, playa put your flag up
All my playas who rock tan trees and chuck Say fuck they and duck jail Rock beaters with the plaided shirts Only top button buttoned, to buck somethin'
You fuckin' wit a rookie, don't gangsta lookie Shoot up your feet make you boogie Shoot up your jeep if you gangsta me What you this sweet? What you eat, gangsta cookies?
state to the Staples Center The quake'll put staples in ya Nigga zip up your Rip up your younguns, you pay to get 'em That's how we play to get 'em, never pay for
Whether I, the truck to pick up clucks To get they knocked off, then they get dropped off From up bitches, hittin' switches St. and Ingbing, I'ma do my thing, yo
This for my niggas on the East rollin' Tinted up Suburban, in the streets All my niggas in the wit caine Muh'fucka which you claim? Put your glock up
This is for my niggas on the West Coast rollin', three wheel motion All my dogs on the block loc'n Nigga, put your rag up, put your flag up
This for my niggas on the East Coast up Suburban, in the streets swervin' All my niggas in the wit caine which street you claim? Put your glock up
This is for my on the West Coast bouncin' Six-four rollin', three wheel All my dogs on the block loc'n Nigga, put your rag up, put your flag up
Yeah, Beanie Sigel and nigga Daz Dillinger (I 'em walk, and Kurupt) Pound Roc La Familia (Dogg Pound) For life, do it like that, put your up
Make them switches nigga put your hands up nigga Jump the moon I wanna the gate start to twitchin', nigga
Don't play no games And walk on 'em, and walk on 'em Uh and make 'em walk, yeah, my nigga Bouncin',