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Riding on these beats like the wheels on a street
Checking IG only real one is me
Actors portray what they see on tv
I be by the beach vitamin d

People get Hurt
2 Gangs Going Back Forth in streets Doing Dirt
The Real Reason, is to Decieve Us from what we Worth
Been Plotting to making us all Enemies

(Ty bop, no Ty)

I'm not taking a "L" I refuse
Stay in tune
& I said what I said
Was too busy playing by rules
The f*ck was I doing?
I was right

Whats up lil bitch
Okey-dokey hokey pokey make the bitches Joe me Joe
Diamonds dancing like they doing the fucking Macaroni
I can't play round in

the 90s keeping money grinding
I been seeing grimey intentions from niggas that been plotting
These niggas asking what time it is like they never owned

the ground
By the crack of the sound then I got em by the neck
Told my lil niggaz it's lit/
Dessy bout to get this check
Dessy bout to take this chick
And put

Down til the end
Step Back from the do
Give me bout 50 feet
Peace
Please don’t creep
Back down these streets
Elohim I seek
Til I’m 6 feet deep
Breathe

harder it got boring and they got ghost
Now paper folding they appearing both hands out
But I'm from Cali lil bitch ain't no hand outs
Seeing skid row made

posted by this back street 

But if they do then I’m running like an athlete

Gingerbread man gotta catch me catch me 

Still blowing smoke while they

the open
And my soul is free uh, I've been chillin'
Smokin' gas and blowin' trees
I've been runnin' from them jakes
Runnin' down the street
Know these

a BBL, Im really think it's peanut butter
So let me hit it from the back while I pull your hair, yeah
Shoot the club up, yeah, get you pregnant
Compare

the way we be scoring
Went from hoopin at a park to shootin in the forum
Blow a bag on a fit shit it was a fortune
I be feeling like Lebron the way I be

Verse 1:

Rap need aggression sissies can't give the message

Where I'm from nigga young thugs dont wear 
dresses

Nobody getting spared with your

lowered sight 
Show ya right 
Billie jeaned the ice 
And the now the shine is bright 
Started from the bottom 
Now I’m wit the stars 
Im outta sight 

They

a number of these city lights


People under street lights
Looking for some parties
What am I doing here 
Breaking rules away from  
All those stale cliches

shawdy better chill
Hit from back pussy ima kill
Can't surprise when a nigga drill
Live to fullest going off the thrill
Africans coolan out brazil

I been

Good Timez

Big Syke

Big Syke Daddy

2001

though the past years are far behind,
They in my mind... considered as a good time

Chorus


Verse 3:

I remember playing in the street wid my lil bro

tipsy
These percs on me, these xans on me, I'm geeked up off this Hennessy
Shootin' at my enemies, don't know what just got into me
Pull up on me lil

Im out here on my ride/die
Lets do a drive by
Kali weed and skyline
What i got like 9 lives
You still fuck with me
I can tell cuz you still call me

As a kid I would sit around for hours in front of the tv
Watching the Wizard of Oz or the Nutcracker
or listening to music
And as time went by my love for

I spit that shit the streets got to feel
For Mike Brown and Sean Bell
A cop got to get killed cause I'm black
Police think they got the right

to Sonia's lil bie
Now I hit her and my nan
Like what do you need me to buy
(Yeah yeah)

My niggaz ank asking for much
We just want everything plus
We use

wanna my money and suck
Honestly, I don't give a fuck

Where do you get so much money from?
This was asked by a man who is low
I said, with style, what do

I got a degree
Ask where I’m from had to tell them the streets
Not tripping bout a check lil homie got 3
Running on this track I don’t even own cleats