Ayo, light that shit the 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 Coast rollin' Tinted up Suburban, in the streets All my in the street wit caine Muh'fucka which street you Put your glock up
is for my niggas on the West Coast bouncin' Six-four rollin', three wheel All my dogs on the just loc'n Nigga put your rag up, playa put your up
B Mack in the mix again, I'm startin' shit I'm in the club with the fifth Coast niggas sippin' gin East Coast Belvedere, Cranberry nigga mix it in
I'm in the back where it's as hell Shit you know me, VIP, nigga the L And I come to roll a ounce or more, wit whores 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 them I'ma, that chicken, get that coke
I'ma, rock dickies, Air Force Ones Til the, come 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 East Coast Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin' All my in the street wit caine which street you claim? Put your glock 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 your rag up, put your flag up
I'm on the til the pack get sold Don't just roll, hit L.A. like Shaq and Kob' please, got trees Aculpulco gold Got connects the heat got the gats on hold
All my niggas locos holmes ese's SA's with SK's a if the cops come holmes That's fuck coppers holmes We choppers holmes We on the block sent choppers on
niggas wit they khaki's creased That'll clap police, that crack on the back of streets Or twenty niggas on the back of That sling caps and rocks, who won't hesitate to the cops
Whether I, push the to pick up clucks To get they feathers off, then they get dropped off From pickin' up bitches, hittin' St. Ides to I'ma do my thing, yo
This for my niggas on the East Coast Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin' All my niggas in the street wit 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, playa put your up
All my playas who tan trees and chuck tails Say they PD's and duck jail Rock wife beaters with the shirts top button buttoned, ready to buck somethin'
You fuckin' wit a gangsta rookie, gangsta lookie Shoot up your feet you gangsta boogie Shoot up your jeep if you look me What you this sweet? What you eat, nigga gangsta
Call to the Staples Center The quake'll put staples in ya Nigga zip up your 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 they knocked off, then they get dropped off From up bitches, hittin' switches St. and Ingbing, I'ma do my thing, yo
for my niggas on the East Coast rollin' Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin' All my in the street wit caine Muh'fucka which you claim? 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 Nigga, put your rag up, playa put flag up
This for my niggas on the Coast rollin' Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin' All my niggas in the street wit 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, playa put 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 switches nigga put your hands up nigga Jump over the I hear the gate start to twitchin', nigga
play no games fool And on 'em, yeah and walk on 'em Uh and make 'em walk, yeah, my nigga Bouncin',