my folks on the block man they got dat work
charge it to the triple beam
young riders run the block
chop it up and dish it out
let's put some paint where it ain't
get off into this real shit
there's a shortage on this real shit
and my heard don't pump kool-aid
got'cha potnah hella perved
slidin through the turf like
family? what it look like?
how much you tryin to spend? what you hustlers need?
i keep my mouthpiece loaded ready to iron {?} tame
front you some candy on consignment
my designated riders got my back like a car seat
got 24 inch tires on my gmc
benefits off drug-related environments
overdose of the big quake
overdose of that dopness make the bridge break
lil' homey on the handlebars
mean mug hard like a thug on the yard
throw my weight around mark
turf talk won't smoke gotta dip the new cars
you want it you gotta buy dope from us
swallow rocks through my belly that pass a rush
tennis shoe pimpin back and forth to my {?} bush
oooh! my crimey's doin a dove on the yard
know all the latest developments on the boulevard
before he went down he gave out some credit stories
sent his enforcers and skullcrushers to go collect it
but you know how this new generation is
ain't no more dudes that can tell me i'm right or wrong
i'm talkin hella shit shit to my broad
i'm like where you at? she said i'm layin on the flo'
she said the el-roys there
they done kicked in my do'
for those that don't know
that's what we named the police
we right back at it again
man i keep my parchment paper bail money out of incarceration
and my lawyer too case i need some legal
i'm a warrior like you be listenin to
like e-40 and them and the sic wid'it crew
my folks on the block man they got dat work