LA 2 Tha Bay E

Yeah. Whoa. Yeah. Scar shit, gang shit. S-S-Soldado. Shout out my BFC, nigga. Why I do that shit? Whoa. Gotta keep my gleek, ain't no slippin'. My gleek. Streets dried up, this shit wicked. Shit wicked. My young niggas wild, they don't Listen. Whoa. Mister Get That Lo, stack that chip. Get that chip. Whoa. I'm in LA gettin' stoned With gorillas. With gorillas. I'm in the trenches, front line with the hitters. Ah. I'm in LA gettin' stoned with gorillas. Gang. I'm in the trenches, If I tell you I'ma make it where I'm from, they gon' say Hell nah. I ain't never listen, that's the Difference, nigga, fuck y'all. Never thought this would be me, but I can Say I live the dream. Smokin' woods in the Stu', turn it up, I feel it beat. I be all up in my thoughts, but I Can say that shit just me. Feelin' heavy on My back because I gotta feed the team. Yeah, we grew up in the same struggle. Small puddle, big puddle. Feel like I'm diggin' out a hole with a Little shovel. Hmm. Man. Got off my ass and got a bag, it Took a little hustle. I got Start pushin' packs Across the map, I got a little muscle. I stuck through rainy days, I hit a lick And skipped a puddle. He was on with that Shit, he lost the ball, that nigga fumbled. I hit this woman from the back, then I Start pullin' out her frontal. Damn. You been shoppin' for a while, I might Just front you. I just front you. You can't knock my vision off, that shit too Tunnel. Man. Gotta keep my gleek, Ain't no slippin'. Keep my gleek. Streets dried up, this shit wicked. This shit dry. My young niggas wild, they don't Listen. What? Mister Get That Lo, stack that chip. Get Whoa. I'm in LA gettin' stoned with gorillas. With I'm in the trenches, front line with the Hitters. I'm in LA gettin' stoned with gorillas. Whoa. I'm in the trenches, front line with the Hitters. Ah. I come through bussin', ha. Brr. Baow, baow, Yeah. Come through bussin', I got blood on my mink. Vento engine burnin' rubber. Hear the skrrt, skrrt. Skrrt. Smash off. Said she wanna see me win and you gon' Work your ass off. Ha. Pop a Perky, blast off. Pop Perky, blast How you a million dollar bitch Actin' like a hundred dollar ho? Ay, Dolce, Ice skatin', hit the road. Ay, we bust it down, I'm makin' plays off Of frogs. James, and I got motion back in AZ with them balls. Ay. Big body, that mean swervin', roll roll. Ay, two-tone AP, fully froze. Ay. 'Bout four hundred on OT, we got a Long way. They try to stop us, Fa-fa, that's a fuckin' K. Gotta keep my gleek, ain't no slippin'. Keep my gleek. Streets dried up, this shit wicked. My young niggas wild, they don't listen. Whoa. Mister Get That Lo, stack that chip. Whoa. I'm in LA gettin' stoned with gorillas. I'm in the trenches, front line with the hitters. Ah. I'm in LA gettin' stoned with gorillas. Whoa. I'm in the trenches, front line with the Hitters. Ah.