Yeah. Comin' through yo block lookin' for the fuckin' smoke. Thought ya'll was the shit but when you see the six-tray ya'll dip and split. Peekin' out the alley, you was talkin' that shit, now you won't go. Out in yo own street. Well knowin' you catch six shells, have you layin', six feet deep. Better not blink, we finna creep, gun to yo head, have you tastin' lead, spread out on the flo. Click clack we run yo pockets, rummage through the safe, and we out the back door. Four niggas in the bucket, ignorant to the core. Jump out, G's down, barrels up. Steal yo momma's diamond ring, snatch yo pops' gold chain ain't no shit we ain't get into. Try to run up on us, we beat yo ass black and blue. Me and the crew. The hood's glue. Makin' my debut, bangin' my set. Holdin' down the West Coast, up and down the One. From the Five-Eighty, to the Four, through the Bay to L.A. Pay me my dues bitch, I do this all day. Now. How many niggas wanna rep my set and throw up the Dub? Better light that blunt and load the snub. An if you wanna talk that shit then we'll be pullin' up. West Coast riding. Hold it down for the set. Me and the crew. Ain't no shit we ain't get into. Jumpin' out the bucket. Smack ya up, take ya jewels. Runnin' up on ya studio. Four niggas comin' out the concrete, zoo. Now ya'll know where we comin' from. The sunny side of the U, S, of A. Where them gangsta ass niggas play. We stay gettin' paid. Runnin' these traps all, day. From the Nine-Two-Five, to the Five-One-Oh, where they got ho's on, display. Walkin' down the street they see my six, three, wanna hop in and do the splits. That's what happens when you get this money in the bay, catchin' views from across the Golden, Gate. Another sunset, another day, another set to run. Better know when you hear us beatin' down yo block. We comin' for the money, ain't no doubt when we knock. You won't be shocked, when we leave you lyin' in the chalk. We got it on lock, rollin' up a fat blunt. Thinkin' you can step to us, you'll get beat, down. Payin' homage to the ones who started before us, disrespect we won't allow. To the big homie Snoop, and the playa Too Short. Pay attention to the game, they all around. Holdin' it down, four niggas comin' out the zoo. Stealin' the crown.
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