Ayo, that shit the fuck up man Y'all get ready to get high What we in here y'all, huh? partyin', smokin', bullshittin', drinkin', c'mon
This for my niggas on the East rollin' Tinted up Suburban, in the streets All my niggas in the wit caine Muh'fucka which street you claim? Put your up
This is for my niggas on the West bouncin' Six-four rollin', three motion All my dogs on the just loc'n Nigga put 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 niggas sippin' gin East Coast niggas Belvedere, nigga mix it in
I'm in the back where it's as hell Shit you know me, VIP, spark the L And I to roll a ounce or more, bounce wit whores Shit all my niggas what all the bouncers for
Whether deuce or Sig on Ave I'ma, get them bitches, get cash I'ma, hit switches, lift them spokes I'ma, push chicken, get that coke
I'ma, them dickies, Air Force 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 niggas on the Coast rollin' up Suburban, in the streets swervin' All my niggas in the wit caine Muh'fucka which street you claim? Put glock up
This is for my on the West Coast bouncin' Six-four rollin', three wheel All my on the block just loc'n put your rag up, playa put your 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 gold Got connects with the heat got the gats on
All my niggas vatos locos holmes SA's with SK's a fuck if the cops come right fuck coppers holmes We bust choppers We on the block them choppers on
Twenty niggas wit they creased That'll clap police, that sling crack on the back of Or niggas on the back of blocks That caps and rocks, who won't hesitate 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, switches St. Ides to I'ma do my thing, yo
This for my niggas on the Coast rollin' up Suburban, in the streets 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' Six-four rollin', three motion All my dogs on the block just Nigga put your rag up, playa put flag up
All my playas who rock tan trees and chuck Say fuck they PD's and jail Rock wife beaters with the shirts Only top button buttoned, to buck somethin'
You fuckin' wit a gangsta rookie, gangsta lookie Shoot up feet make you gangsta boogie Shoot up jeep if you gangsta look me What you this sweet? What you eat, nigga cookies?
Call to the Staples Center The quake'll put staples in ya Nigga zip up your Rip up your younguns, you pay to get 'em how we play to get 'em, never pay for pigeons
Whether I, push the to pick up clucks To get they feathers knocked off, then they get off From pickin' up bitches, hittin' 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 in the street wit caine Muh'fucka which street you Put your glock up
This is for my niggas on the West bouncin' Six-four rollin', wheel motion All my dogs on the block loc'n Nigga, put your rag up, playa put your up
This for my 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 block just Nigga, put your rag up, put your flag up
Yeah, Beanie Sigel and that nigga Daz (I 'em walk, and Kurupt) Pound Roc La Familia (Dogg Pound) For life, do it like that, put hands up
Make them switches nigga California put hands up nigga over 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 Beans Bouncin',