[Verse 1:] We outchea everyday, racked up, strapped up Call for your backup 'fore we get active (bam bam) Shots lit off, cars sped off Pistol grip, pump in the trunk, knock your head off Youngin's out late night, smokers in the alleyway Streets ain't fair so watch for the foulplay Niggas like to roleplay, stay away from them Them the type of clowns that'll try to do you in They'll get you in a room, say it's either you or him Volunteer snitchin', that's any easy move to him Look, money talk, bullshit walks 1000 miles, acquitted The evidence got lost in the trial now Back to the block, niggas sellin' rocks Hoes sellin' cot/cock, right in-front of the cops Ain't no time like now, eyes in-front of the clock Niggas ain't wise enough, expire right on the spot
[Hook:] Pimpin' these loose hoes (Out here) They pippen' don't you know (They out here) Red rags with big GATs (Stay out here) Money bags and dope sacks (It's out here) Who out here? Where my east side niggas at? Where my west side niggas at? Where my east side? Where my west side niggas at? All my niggas that we [?] that (We out here)
[Verse 2:] Prolific, so gifted Eat the snub nose spittin' the .45 in Got these young hoes trippin', cold pimpin' Put this currency in motion, that's the whole mission Look, snakes in the shadows slitherin' Know the difference between soldiers and citizens who militant You seen them war veterans? On their yard doin' long stretches, tryna get home to enjoy blessings Fuck stressin' We kush smoke nigga, fuck cessin' Hittin' donuts in the intersection 105 existential Nigga Eastside Watts nothin' residential, nigga You see them pyramids on Imperial I'm a project baby raised off chicken noodle soup Saltine crackers and soggy cereal To make it out the 'jects, that's considered a miracle Visit
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[Verse 3:] Uh, black tint on the Testarosta Hustlin' like we broke, still look ferocious Yeah, you don't wanna test the holster I ain't on bullshit, bullshit, I'm steppin' over I might be with my oldhead sippin' cold ones Talkin' 'bout the Art of War Niggas don't want beef once I bring 'em round these carnivores Shut 'em down, open up shop like a corner store Serve the masses, make a lot of cash If they press you for taxes, burn 'em down to ashes On some veteran shit We ain't tryna take no L's, gotta Mayweather this shit I'm out here in the outfield like a Dodger Rare LA fitted, hit the wall and I rob ya I'm in the projects, givin' out diagnostics For niggas I heard killin' and dyin' for high profits I did it all, seen it all, know that Far from your average, snapshotted and quote that Kodak Jay Rock, Watts City finest We livin' for the moments, look around and you notice
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