Ayo, light that the fuck up man niggas get ready to get high What we in here y'all, huh? Everybody partyin', smokin', bullshittin', drinkin',
This for my niggas on the East rollin' Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin' All my niggas in the wit caine Muh'fucka which you claim? Put your glock up
This is for my niggas on the Coast bouncin' Six-four rollin', wheel motion All my dogs on the block just Nigga put your rag up, playa put your up
B Mack in the mix again, I'm startin' again I'm in the with the fifth again West Coast niggas gin East Coast niggas Belvedere, Cranberry mix it in
I'm in the back where dark as hell Shit you know me, VIP, nigga the L And I come to a ounce 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 that I'ma, hit them switches, lift them I'ma, that chicken, get that coke
I'ma, rock them dickies, Air Force 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' up Suburban, in the streets swervin' All my niggas in the wit caine Muh'fucka which street you claim? Put your up
is for my niggas 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
I'm on the block til the pack get Don't pack just roll, hit L.A. like and Kob' Nigga please, got trees Aculpulco Got connects with the got the gats on hold
All my vatos locos holmes ese's SA's with SK's a fuck if the cops holmes That's right coppers holmes We choppers holmes We on the block sent them on
Twenty niggas wit they creased That'll clap police, that sling crack on the back of Or twenty niggas on the of blocks That sling caps and rocks, who won't hesitate to clap the
Whether I, the truck to pick up clucks To get they feathers 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 rollin' up Suburban, in the streets swervin' All my niggas in the wit caine Muh'fucka which 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
All my playas who rock tan and chuck tails Say fuck PD's and duck jail Rock beaters with the plaided shirts Only top button buttoned, ready to buck
You fuckin' wit a gangsta rookie, don't lookie Shoot up your make you gangsta boogie Shoot up your jeep if you look me you think this sweet? What you eat, gangsta cookies?
Call state to the Center The quake'll put staples in ya zip up your stomach Rip up younguns, make you pay to get 'em That's how we to get 'em, never 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 niggas in the street wit 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 on the block just loc'n Nigga, put your rag up, playa put flag up
This for my niggas on the East 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 rag up, playa put your flag up
Yeah, Beanie Sigel and nigga Daz Dillinger (I 'em walk, and Kurupt) Dogg Roc La Familia (Dogg Pound) For life, do it like that, put your up
Make them switches nigga California put your up nigga Jump the moon I wanna hear the gate start to twitchin',
Don't no games fool And walk on 'em, and walk on 'em Uh and make 'em walk, yeah, my Beans Bouncin',