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{This is the final boarding call for twelve fifty-nine
from Los Angeles, destination to St. Louis
Thank

G, the spot's gettin' hot
So how the fuck am I to make a knot?
Police looking at niggaz a microscope
In L.A. everybody and Momma sell dope

trying to stop it
So what the fuck can I do to make a
Catch a to St. Louis
cool 'cause nobody knew us

We stepped off the
Four bangers, professional crack slangers
a car at wholesale
Drove to the ghetto and checked in a

Unpacked and I grab the
where we stayin' niggaz look shady
But they can't fade South
'Cause bustin' a cap is

Checkin' out every block
Seein' one will clock the most
this is the one no doubt
Bust a U Bone and clear these niggaz out

Ay ay man, whassup
Yo, well this Mob nigga!

Now 'em out meant casualties
had the L.A. mentality
Bust a cap and out of in a hurry
Wouldn't you a driveby in Missouri?

fools got popped
Took their next day, set up shop
And it's than slangin' in the Valley
Triple the profit more than I did in Cali

Breakin' off rocks like Rubble
'Cause them mark ass niggaz don't trouble
And we ain't on edge we do work
Police don't recognize the khakis and the

Getting bitches and they stand a
Tony Montana
Now the like a war
Of gang violence it was never seen before

Punks when the gat bust
Four Jheri niggaz kickin' up dust
And some of are even lookin' up to us
our colors and talkin' that gang fuss

Giving up much
Dyin' for a that they ain't never heard of
But other motherfuckers want to stand
So you know the phrase, again it's on

{Top of the tonight, gangs from South Central
Los Angeles which are known for their driveby
migrated into East St. Louis
Leaving three dead and two injured
No arrests been made
Police say this is a trend
With similar incidents occurring in Texas, Michigan and

Boom! my homie got he's a goner black
St. Louis niggaz they corner back
Shooting in snowy
It's illegal business, still can't stick together

Fuckin' police got the four-one-one that L.A. ain't all, and sun
But we ain't 'bout the boys
Feudin' like the and McCoys
Now the gettin' tricky

'Cause now lookin' for the colors and the khakis
Damn, the spot's hot from the battle
About to pack up and start slangin' in
But the NARC's raid about six in the

Try to a nigga while he's yawnin'
Put his to my chest as I paused
to jail in my motherfuckin' drawers
Tryin' to me fifty-seven years

Face'll be full of those tattooed
It's the same old story and the same old nigga
And the public ain't givin' a fuck
The must be sparkin'

Talkin a double life plea bargain
You got to deal the Crips and Bloods by hand G
Plus the Black family
And the white don't like Northside

And it's a riot if any more die
No parole or
Now is a young man's summer vacation
No for rehabilitation

'Cause look at the years that I'm facin'
I'm a end it this 'cause you know what's up
My is fucked