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[Freddie Gibbs]

Gary n***a blowin' doja,

switched it over, West coast

Used to meet my dope plug on 65th, Figueroa

N***a was an old school IVC,

Fred come flip these pies with me

Livin' that California dream,

deliverin' dope in that limousine

And a n***a was like my pops out here

Put me on when I dropped out here

"Back home I know you Vice Lord but them red cars'll get you popped out here"

I had an all burgundy Monte Carlo

SS with the T tops out here

A lot of f**k boys stay hatin' that, but these LA hoes on my jock out here

Got a plug b***h fresh out of Inglewood, smoke real good

Lit my doobie, gettin' Jamaican food

I'm off Crenshaw but don't trip though 'cause he a 6-0

And I can still move through St. Andrews

With Eight Tray's like it ain't s**t though

I know Hoover n***as, I mean Groover n***as that have been down for that kick-door

I ain't f**k 'round since I touched down on that westcoast with this s**t

Knowin' a lot out of towners claim sets, I'd had seen death over for this s**t

You might live today and get ate tomorrow, like leftovers and s**t

b***h, often times a n***a had to trip on Bloods and Crips

[Freddie Gibbs]

Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h

Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t

n***as on that, "Yo, where you from?" and, "Yo, what you bang?" s**t

Often times a n***a had to trip on Bloods and Crips

Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h

Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t

Thugs, gang-bangers, and drug slangers I hang with

Often times a n***a took a trip with Bloods and Crips

[G Perico]

You must don't know no better, boy, this s**t is so aggressive

Gang bangers pop out, that's how we send a message

Get up close and then you stretch from doin' all that flexin'

One down, now we lookin' for the next one

Boy, I'm ballin' and bangin' from Monte Carlos to Rangers

In your set, bang a b***h with a car full of gangsters

It's active out here, it ain't just the summer

This s**t be crackin' all year, boy

And it be Blood on Blood, Crip on Crip

f**kin' with a n***a that's cut'll get you chipped

Them politics real from the streets to the pen

Sex, money, violence, that's what make my world spin

If I gotta trip on anybody, for any problems

We gonna get anybody and keep gettin' dollars

So, tell me do you bang, n***a? What set you claim, n***a?

It's all the same once that 9 go bang

[Freddie Gibbs]

Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h

Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t

n***as on that, "Yo, where you from?" and, "Yo, what you bang?" s**t

Often times a n***a had to trip on Bloods and Crips

Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h

Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t

Thugs, gang-bangers, and drug slangers I hang with

Often times a n***a took a trip with Bloods and Crips

[Mozzy]

Four Finger bangin', these n***as know I'm a gangster, ma

Them cap guns prepare me for phonkin', I like to thank you, ma

Your baby boy a felon, these n***as been tryna spank me, ma

Gotta catch a body, that's how you climb up the rankings, ma

Red rag, flame game, head-shot'll paint the pavement

Gang related state-of-mind, I refuse to make a statement

You ain't hangin', you ain't bangin', killers in my affidavit

Tattoos on all they faces, résumé consist of yankin'

They cuttin' from a different blanket, different quilt, different cloth

On the B, I got some kiways I could call to pick you off

Free my brother from the clanker, keep your n***a lit, it's law

We got different point of views because of all the gangster s**t I saw

[Freddie Gibbs]

Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h

Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t

n***as on that, "Yo, where you from?" and, "Yo, what you bang?" s**t

Often times a n***a had to trip on Bloods and Crips

Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h

Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t

Thugs, gang-bangers, and drug slangers I hang with

Often times a n***a took a trip with Bloods and Crips

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