Umbrella Symphony E

Man, where my fuck that, man? Where my strap? that shit, man. Come on. I'll take my car, man. Fuck that. Oh, fuck that. We finna let these niggas have it. Just pull up. Just pull up. Get your shit ready, nigga. Damn. These niggas right here? Yep, that's them niggas Right, pull up. Be ready. That's them right there. Sixteen-B, law Enforcement Assistance one-eighty-seven one Shaw and Ooh. Ooh-ooh. Ooh-ah. Ooh-ooh-ah-ah. Ooh-ah. Ooh-ooh-ah-ah. Visage to me. Sinkin' to the bottom of the ocean where you Floatin' Have her hop into the bed, now she Backstrokin' I think I met my real love in East Oakland All she know is Mac Dre and Magazine Street It's hard really tryna make your Ends meet When you spend all your money from The last week And your mom know you pimp, But shit get real deep Spendin' L's on 'em, Bailin' some new posts Cassette deck in my whip, Bumpin' Too $hort Truth is all I wanted was A white ho Or a nice girl who say She don't do blow Confused as a nigga from The wrong side Who hang out with their enemies At all times This is my life, give it To you nine times If this was peace, don't Give it to you five times Bullets fly by, Duckin' from the drive-bys Yeah. To caress me. Yeah, yeah, yeah. And begin. Yeah, yeah. Check it out. A symphony red. Yeah. your arms. The whole world a fuckin' symphony. Uh. Couple bottles of Clicquot on the legal pad Pennin' These illegal raps, a kingpin in this digital trap Underground rap got me that Lamborghini you see Parked out back So attentive, it's about bags My Incentive to carry the whole set on my back For the set I attack, these jet life flags I plant all over the map These seeds grow Into trees, they bear fruit, my whole team eat That's being a boss to me, what I grew Up to be Talk is cheap, unless you speakin' In Gs about cheese In which case, Be mindful of what you say Gotta stand behind Them words if there ever come a day You Can't get away easy, the streets ain't sleepin' They Saw you slippin' and decided that's a perfect time To get ya Documentary, umbrella symphony, Umbrella symphony symphony, umbrella symphony Ooh. No Sweat What's Up, man? What's up? What up? Where y'all comin' from? Compton. What y'all doin' over here, man? Oh, we just kickin' it, philosophizin' on God, Church, bitches and all. Schoolin' these niggas on the aspect of religion. Religion? And on factual, actual studies, You know what I'm sayin'? Y'all comin' from Compton?