up on the wall

old pussy ass mark

bitch ass buster

think you from la cause you listen to some mustard

this is battlecat

my nigga kurupt had the battle raps

we go back like four flats on the cadillac

nigga you ain't never been to a hood day

you don't know ice cube

today was a good day

you ain't never been dropped off in the jungles

teared khakis

red bandana wrapped around your knuckles

me and my brother used to dip down in 'shaw

stopped at the weiner schnitzel

got socked in the jaw

by some sixties

i bombed back

the nigga pulled out

a strap

said it's 6-0

i ducked then he missed me

now i'm back to bompton

before i hit the hood

a nigga gotta stop in the swans

and pick up a sack

had fifty for an eighth

and i only had fifty

made it last all day

smoking with the homies

my nigga g weed from dallas

my nigga hooter from athens park stay brackin'

fo' line

deuce line

bray still active

and the cedars ain't giving no passes

why we asking?

how you gon bang if you really ain't from la

we spray your gang up on the wall

tell me

and how you gon' fade if you really don't know the dance

i see you really don't bang at all

mark-ass

murder was the case that they gave game

cops on the colors cause they know a nigga gang bang

red bandana round the rear-view

where you say you from