Gang Signs (feat. Mozzy) E

The-The-The-The-The-The-The Mechanics. S-N double O, don't forget the P, Pimp. A hundred million later and I'm still on That G shit. Been all around the world on My LBC shit. Two-one-three click, wish they could see this. Recognize game when it's in your face. And when I pull up, all you hear is Everlasting Bass. Say what up to my young life, give dap To the G's. Kiss some aunties and mamas that's Happy to see me. Snoopy D-R-O double, Where you been? On Highway 110 doin' a hundred And ten. Back in the building like I forgot Somethin'. Mechanics on the beat, you know it knock, Buddy. From dippin' and slidin', Crippin' and ridin', sittin' on candy paint. Dressin' and finessin', lookin' like a blessin', Makin' all the hoes faint. The Dogg. Four fifteens with the zap on my Lap. Ridin' through the ghetto, all you hear is The slap. Everybody throwin' up gang signs. C-Rill. Throwin' up gang signs. Four fifteens with the zap on my lap. Ridin' through the ghetto, hear is the slap. Everybody throwin' up gang signs. Where cuh? C-Rill. My niggas throwin' up gang signs. Four nick shells, somethin' fat on my lap. Couple suckers that'll tell you how I cracked on They hat. Couple suckers that'll tell you we ain't Dishin' out passes. Couple suckers that ain't Hearin', we'll piss on they ashes. Yeah, twistin' up my fingers, signal, signal like The blinkers. Get you hit with all these blicky Nipsey screamin' out the speakers. Hit me on my beeper if it's urgent or You tweakin'. Free my lil' bruh from Kiefer, if He snitchin', you can keep him. Yeah, shoulder can't slip if you ain't laced it, Nigga, shut up. I just stuck my dick all In her mouth, she actin' stuck up. Why they do the most on Instagram but never Run up? Prolly 'cause I'm ridin' with that yeeky, I got one of... Yeah, membership. Ask about the minds, these niggas been the shit. Benefits. Profit off they work 'cause that's what Business is. And tentative. All I heard was dividends, I'm all in. On bloods, we put in labor with cadence, it Wasn't no callin' in. Four fifteens with the zap On my lap. Ridin' through the ghetto, All you hear is the slap. Everybody throwin' up gang signs. C-Rill. Throwin' up gang signs. Four fifteens with the zap on my lap. Ridin' through the ghetto, all you hear is the Slap. Everybody throwin' up gang signs. Where from, cuh? C-Rill. My niggas throwin' up gang Signs. Still sippin' gin and juice while smokin' Marijuana. I bet you never blew with Obama. Crip walkin' with my homegirl Martha while I'm Passin' joints to Madonna. Who wanna smoke with Snoop? Let's have a smoke or two. Puff, puff, pass, that's what real smokers You was Smokin' on Gary Payton, I was smokin' with Gary Payton. We not the same, stop hatin'. Triple gold Daytons and the walls is white. Never made it to the league, but live a Baller's life. Rest in peace Kobe and Gigi. LA ain't been the same since we lost the Homie Nipsey. Pour out a little liquor for Pac. And while you at it, say a prayer for The homie Doc. Once Snoop drop, I make the World go crazy. It still ain't nothin' but a G thing, baby. I got four fifteens with the zap on my Lap. Ridin' through the ghetto, all you hear is The slap. Everybody throwin' up gang signs. C-Rill. Throwin' up gang signs. Four fifteens with the zap on my lap. Ridin' through the ghetto, all hear is the slap. Everybody throwin' up gang signs. Where C-Rill. My niggas throwin' up gang signs. Another one of those Bay Area slappers. Bread and ham, cheese and crackers. You understand what I'm sayin'? Big boss Dogg, the Mechanics. Heh, what's happenin', Fab? It's a dope era we livin' in, man. Ayy, if you don't understand that, you don't Understand nothin'. You under-dig what I mean? We just choppin' game right now, man, with the Zap, man. Got the zap board in my hand. Tunin' this shit the way... Ayy, turn that bass Up a little bit like... Yeah, Uh-huh. Turn them highs down, right, Yeah, right there. Yeah. Now bring that hook back. Bring that shit back, Loco. Come on. I got four fifteens with the zap On my lap. Yes, sir. Ridin' through the ghetto, you hear is the slap. Everybody throwin' up gang signs. C-Rill. My niggas throwin' up gang signs. Four fifteens with the zap on my lap. Ridin' through the ghetto, you hear is the slap. Everybody throwin' up gang signs. Where cuh? C-Rill. My niggas throwin' up gang signs. C-Rill.