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Ice-T, nigga, representin', West side, nigga
South Central in the muthafuckin'
Check the technique,
for my real niggas out there
Fuck all you buster-ass niggas,

Saturday night in L.A., to play
My peoples like a vibrator, gotta make crime pay
I'm packin' two gats and I I could carry more
Might crazy, but I ran out of slugs before

Yeah, I the feds watch me
But my vest clashes hard the Versace
So I'm rollin' in the black five hun'
I used to low ride, now just for fun

I had cars, but now I got one
Hard to up ballin' when you're on the run
I got two kis in my trunk and a
on the one, so now I gots double

The shovel's for drama, I say more?
Got the fat stash under my passenger floor
That's for the strap, the automatic type
I gotta keep it close, in case shit gets

Got a bitch in jail, she snitch, she did three
have to roll solo till they set her free
'Cause I got some crimeys down, true gees
But got all day, so now it's just me

And I'ma this slang until the day I die
I can't go straight, I won't try
I'm in the game, so don't ask me why
It's in L.A.

I low ride and I sag and
I my face with the rag and bust
Long Beach and Compton are down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where the goes down

Now niggas like they credit and they to get they loans on
So I hooked up with my boy, who turns them on
He told me 'bout this who won't pay
He said he knew exactly where the muthafucka stay

So I went and got homies I hang with
Some crazy who I used to bang with
We took a trip to his
I snatched his hoe and his kids and is what we did

I tied punk ass up
I cracked the safe with an axe and then the we cut
I didn't his wife
But I next time, that I would take her life

I shot a nigga in his neck for disrespect, caught a
Got a murder in Miami for a shoot-out at a
Got blood in my trunk from a who squealed

Had a partner tried to me and his cap, I peeled
Now I rest with my finger on my
Hand on my beeper, a light

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my with the rag and bust
New York and are some down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where my shit goes

I low ride and I sag and
I my face with the rag and bust
Frisco and Oakland are some down-ass
But South Central L.A. is where my shit goes

I used to sling enough water, you could float a
You could ski on the of fuckin' coke
But now, niggas serve chronic
So I let 'em check the and then I'm all up on it

I 'em with a cute hoe
In a week, they my bitches 'bout all they dough
Then I and I kill
The for the money, the kill's for thrills

I got thousand blacks that still serve crack
Got a who works the Plaza too, on the track
Got a GTA and I fence for jewels
Got some little kids that my fuckin' dope in schools

Got for arrest in about twenty states
Got a bigger body than fuckin' Norman Bates
I'm a killer, jacker, dealer, pimp
I'm livin' out the hustler

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my face the rag and bust
Houston and Atlanta are down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where that shit goes

Tonight, I meet this nigga from around the way
Some say he's cool, I he's DEA
He said he want it bad, he heard I got it good
I bagged up ten kis of flour and met him in the

I met him at my spot, 'cause I know cool
Pat him down on to remove his tool
I made him name ten niggas he should
But that still ain't in the game of blow

He asked to see the dope, I asked to see the
He reached for that too fast
A fuckin' pig, yo, he he had the chump
I had my nigga in the closet with a pump

And now there's shot-up body all on the floor
But that's what the for

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my face with the rag and
and Miami are some down-ass towns
But Central L.A. is where my shit goes down

I low ride and I sag and
I my face with the rag and bust
Detroit and Chicago are some down-ass
But Central L.A. is where that shit goes down

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my face the rag and bust
D.C. and Cleveland are some down-ass
But South Central L.A. is where the goes down

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my with the rag and bust
I all my niggas live in down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where my shit down