4AM in Los Angeles E

Yo, what do you do for a living? I'm a fucking legend. Who are you, fed? Ayy, And it's like that, nigga. Yeah, it's really like that on this side, nigga. I don't know about y'all side. I can only speak for my side, Nigga. And it's like that, nigga, you Know? I ain't heard nothing, nigga. I don't know nothing if I ain't heard nothing. Talk facts. Straight up, nigga. Ayy, fifty on the Rollie, I'm in traffic, put My wrist up. Ain't nobody listen to your album, Hang that shit up. You niggas 'round here crying 'bout a ho, can't make that shit up. This a seven-fifty, I pull up and get my Dick sucked. Million dollar nigga, I run bitches With my cousins. Can't no nigga with no Jheri Curl tell me nothing. Better mind your business, lil' nigga, you's a Pumpkin. I'm the only rapper 'round this Motherfucker buzzing. Look, you ain't kill nobody For your brother, you should shut up. A bitch-ass nigga just spoke on me, I'm 'bout To cut up. Thirty K for the ass and Titties, got her done up. Really breaking bitches and them hoes, so I'm one Up. Ho, you in the presence of a boss, I ain't your last nigga. Ain't nobody bold enough To touch me, better ask niggas. Only been rapping for a second, I done passed Niggas. Free Tiny Skull out that jam, we gon' Crash niggas. Thick bitch, I don't want no kiss, I want my dick licked. Fuck a bitch, I Be dropping foes up at Ruth Chris. I know you got shots and you ain't even Gon' shoot shit. Funny dressing, rapping ass niggas Know I do this. Y'all niggas hoes, hide behind Your gang and I stamp that. Louis V on my duffel bag and my backpack. Think you a famous gangbanger 'til you get Gift-wrapped. Wearing Dickies suits and think you Fly, nigga, sit back. Ayy, fifty on the Rollie, I'm in traffic, put My wrist up. Ain't nobody listen to your album, Hang that shit up. You niggas 'round here crying 'bout a ho, can't make that shit up. This a seven-fifty, I pull up and get my Dick sucked. Million dollar nigga, I run bitches With my cousins. Can't no nigga with no Jheri Curl tell me nothing. Better mind your business, lil' nigga, you's a Pumpkin. I'm the only rapper 'round this Motherfucker buzzing. Ay, it's the shit talker, run With Don Moose and be with Crip walkers. Independent, running up my bag, I get big offers. Got a roommate, live out of state, but you A big baller. Lil' bitch begging for some money, Make my dick softer. Biggest in the city, bully Niggas like I'm fifty. Purple cups only, I don't want no fucking Remy. Dogging out the Lamb' and I be dogging out The Bentley. Ain't no nigga wanna play around this Bitch, come get up with me, nigga. Yeah. Dead homies, nigga. Fuck a nigga talking 'bout? Goofy nigga. All you niggas is soft. I don't know who y'all think Speak on me, I'ma slap your bitch ass on a dead homie, Nigga. Nigga, you're nobody, You better be standing On that when you see me, nigga. That go for any one of you niggas out Here. Gangbangers, rappers. Hide behind nothing. Old niggas, young niggas. Goofy ass nigga. homies. Nigga, I'll slap your fifty On the Rollie, I'm in traffic, put my wrist Up. Ain't nobody listen to your album, hang that Shit up. You niggas 'round here crying 'bout a Ho, can't make that shit up. This a seven-fifty, I pull up and get my Dick sucked. Million dollar nigga, I run bitches With my cousins. Can't no nigga with no Jheri Curl tell me nothing. Better mind your business, lil' nigga, you's a Pumpkin. I'm the only rapper 'round this Motherfucker buzzing.