Ayo, light that shit the up man Y'all niggas get to get high What we in here y'all, huh? partyin', smokin', bullshittin', drinkin', c'mon
This for my niggas on the Coast rollin' up Suburban, in the streets swervin' All my in the street wit caine Muh'fucka which you claim? Put your glock up
This is for my niggas on the West Coast Six-four rollin', three wheel All my dogs on the block loc'n put your rag up, playa put your flag up
B Mack in the mix again, I'm startin' shit I'm in the club the fifth again West Coast niggas gin East niggas 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 ounce or more, bounce wit Shit all my niggas strapped all the bouncers for
deuce or Sig on Crenshaw Ave I'ma, get them bitches, get that I'ma, hit them switches, lift spokes I'ma, push chicken, get that coke
I'ma, rock them dickies, Air Force Til the, feds get me air out guns the, P H I L L Y, to the, L B C to C P T, uh
This for my niggas on the Coast rollin' Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin' All my in the street wit caine Muh'fucka which street you claim? Put glock up
This is for my on the West Coast bouncin' rollin', three wheel motion All my on the block just loc'n Nigga put your rag up, playa put flag up
I'm on the til the pack get sold Don't pack roll, hit L.A. like Shaq and Kob' Nigga please, got trees Aculpulco Got with the heat got the gats on hold
All my niggas vatos locos holmes SA's with SK's a fuck if the come holmes That's fuck coppers holmes We bust holmes We on the block sent choppers on
Twenty niggas wit they creased That'll clap police, that sling crack on the of streets Or twenty niggas on the back of That sling caps and rocks, who won't hesitate to clap the
Whether I, push the to pick up clucks To get they feathers knocked off, then they get off From up bitches, hittin' switches 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 which street you Put your glock up
is for my niggas on the West Coast bouncin' Six-four rollin', wheel motion All my dogs on the block loc'n put your rag up, playa put your flag up
All my playas who rock tan trees and chuck Say fuck PD's and duck jail wife beaters with the plaided shirts Only top button buttoned, ready to somethin'
You fuckin' wit a rookie, don't gangsta lookie Shoot up your feet make you gangsta Shoot up your if you gangsta look me What you this sweet? What you eat, nigga cookies?
state to the Staples Center The four put staples in ya zip up your stomach Rip up younguns, make you pay to get 'em That's how we play to get 'em, pay for pigeons
Whether I, the truck to pick up clucks To get feathers knocked off, then they get dropped off pickin' up bitches, hittin' switches St. Ives and Ingbing, do my thing, yo
for my niggas on the East Coast rollin' Tinted up Suburban, in the streets All my in the street wit caine Muh'fucka street you claim? Put your glock up
This is for my on the West Coast bouncin' Six-four rollin', three wheel All my on the block just loc'n Nigga, put rag up, playa put your flag up
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 claim? Put 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
Yeah, Beanie and that nigga Daz Dillinger (I 'em walk, and Kurupt) Pound Roc La Familia (Dogg Pound) For life, do it like that, put hands up
Make them bounce nigga California put your hands up over the moon I wanna hear the start to twitchin', nigga
Don't play no fool And on 'em, yeah and walk on 'em Uh and make 'em walk, yeah, my nigga Bouncin',