When The Lights Go Down Album Version (Explicit) E

Frosty School, baby. Holla at your boy, G. What the fuck? What the fuck, man? Yeah. Virtue and principle, the Capo Credo. It's two words alone that define my people. Catch us sitting shells, blowing L's like Fritos. A blunt and in the courtroom fighting a repo. You fuck with Capo, I'll leave you leaking out Three holes. Mama on the porch screaming, "Ay, yo, Nico." Not my hijo, baby, I move pounds of perico. Hit your crib, snatch your brick like I work For repo. I tote a.44, and where I Go, he go. Right at your front door, barrel Right through the peephole. Before that gunplay in broad day, got too much Dro to blow away and blow to go for Days. Tube socks full of rocks, pillowcase full Throwaways. So watch what you say, or I might Just pull a sawed-off, blow your brains into Sawdust. Not the one to fuck with when I'm On that smoke. That's the sound when the lights go down. Gangsta, I ain't playing around, pulling things out. Get them gangs out. Y'all don't want it with Us. Pop y'all like we pop the clutch. It go, uh. Yeah. Yeah. Who got you thinking you can grind with the Kid? Mack to your mid, back with the rhymes And hits. Maxing gas with rounds of spit. Either game or flame or bullets with the hollow Tips. Crack the whip, prove it, get the evidence. I'm heaven-sent, plus I got to make my cents, 'cause if it don't make dollars, then it don't Make sense. Get it? In the hood looking good, stay profitted. From the shirt to the shoes, jewels, and women. Pro everything, professional musician. Uh, protected by villains who kill prohibition. Protest against the G killing God's children. Government, Fahrenheit to the movement. Haters now mad 'cause I'm doing it. Hood killers, mount up if you feeling this. Get it right or we gon' give you this Some gangsta shit. That's the sound when the lights go down. Gangsta, I ain't playing around, pulling things out. Get them gangs out. Y'all don't want it with Us. Pop y'all like we pop the clutch. It go, uh. Yeah. The first sight of that movement say I'm dumping On something. Aggravated assault and consequences Mean nothing. I'm busting, end of discussion, fuck Repercussions, you getting jacked. Navigating systems with maps to where you stay at. Face down, duct tape your kids and your wife. Combination to the safe or I'm ending their lives. Cooperate and you might make it out alive. You fuck with me, I guarantee none of y'all Survive. If you fuck with the wrong fools, You getting cement shoes. The naps will be pissed off with no leads And no clues. I'm time bomb ready to Your views. We interrupt this fucked up rap music To give you breaking news. An undetermined amount of people have killed and Injured this minute due to bomb and explosion at The Beverly Highlands. Police have few facts other than group called the Esé have claimed responsibility. Yeah, that's the sound when the lights go down. Gangsta, I ain't playing around, pulling things out. Get them gangs out. Y'all don't want it with Us. Pop y'all like we pop the clutch. It go, uh. Yeah. Uh. Yeah. Uh.