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I'd like to welcome y'all out. To LA gangsta. Chief Perico. Yours truly, Coach Drama. Let's run these plays up, y'all ready? Streetlight shining on my face. Run across the marble floor when they raid. Ain't tryna see the USP, I know my phone Tapped, who that? I'ma call you back. Vine number nine got the dogs on my trail. Where my niggas at? Shit, they all in jail. I'm hearing niggas getting out that got no bail. Heard he looking at life, I hope he don't Tell. Little niggas thirteen tryna gangbang. They looking at me, hope they turn into the Same thing. Big OG balling ass nigga, Wish fortune and fame on all my young niggas. 5 AM, seen the SWAT team. Thank God that the spot clean. We in Ocho's Rios on the black sand. Playing cops and robbers with the Pac-Man, yeah. Life hard for a black man. Tryna do the right thing, but he still tapped In. Tryna keep it real, what the fuck do That mean? Do I worry 'bout you or do I worry 'bout me? Paper plates on the fed With a fake ID. I hear niggas talk, but they not like me. Went to SoHo, shipped the lo-lo. Hitting switches in a mink just for promo. My face in the precinct. What up, cuz? Blood, I'm off a bing-bing. Interrogation, five words, we ain't see a thing. That's the law that you follow when you in The streets. We don't follow false prophets in the Industry. Niggas talking, but we popping at the Enemy. When it's done, we gon' meet up at My bitch house. We carry guns, when it's up, Air this bitch out. We got big money, y'all Niggas got big mouths. When it's up, we gon' show 'em what the Clique 'bout. Burn rubber every time a nigga tip Out. Big cars, big chains, big money, Big house, big rings. Five felonies, two strikes, seven digits. Don't compare me to these niggas that was never With it. Ain't slept in my bed in months. When the summer come and get hot, we gon' Tear shit up. Deuce Mac in the MDC. Saying niggas in the unit playing me on the MP3. That's gangsta music, that's banging music. Niggas in a Benz twisting up they fingers to It. Real niggas on they shit getting paid to It. And move in the neighborhood where they racist To you. Gangsta.
G Perico, DJ Drama — Street Lights
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