| Ridin' we G slidin', know its gangstas in here
|
| Ridin' we west sidin', throw yo hands in the air
|
| Know that there’s a room full of gangstas
|
| Move in with a room full of gangstas
|
| Blood there’s a room full of gangstas
|
| Move in with a room full of gangstas
|
| First thing first, Chucks on right
|
| Flag on left, banging my set
|
| 2 chicks with me on BC
|
| Don’t snort coke or drink no lean
|
| Strap in the purse, they burst first to blast
|
| Can’t hit a party with a hefty bag
|
| We are, in a league of our own
|
| If you ain’t 'bout that, leave it alone
|
| Cause if it don’t turn you on, it’ll turn you wrong
|
| Like get the thumper or get the thumpin' alone
|
| Dressed like a sharpshooter, knowing something is wrong
|
| But I don’t give a fuck, 20 Crip to the dome
|
| Ridin' we G slidin', know its gangstas in here
|
| Ridin' we west sidin', throw yo hands in the air
|
| Know that there’s a room full of gangstas
|
| Move in with a room full of gangstas
|
| Blood there’s a room full of gangstas
|
| Move in with a room full of gangstas
|
| I’m the nigga with 6 valley bitches walking out the teli
|
| You the nigga eating that banana on belly, gay ass nigga
|
| Hair cut like kitty, play ass nigga, I’m a LA ass nigga
|
| Chevy red Impala 6 Tre ass nigga
|
| Walk out the store and don’t pay ass nigga
|
| I be at the Tams burger like woo
|
| Tinted windows on the SL Mercedes coupe
|
| King of LA, niggas know I’m with the shit
|
| Let your baby mama suck the crown off my dick
|
| Even my grand mama know I’m a gangbanger
|
| On my way to county jail with my chain hanging feeling like
|
| Fuck these niggas and fuck these bitches
|
| Never tell 'em where I live, I don’t trust these bitches
|
| I fuck em in the ally by their momma house
|
| Before a nigga say what’s cracking, I pull the llama out
|
| Ain’t been scared of shit since I was 12 nigga
|
| West side Bompton yep, I was raised in hell
|
| How I become a blood when my family came up in Nutty Blocc
|
| My uncle cut a nigga throat and it bled while he was cutting rock
|
| Ridin' we G slidin', know its gangstas in here
|
| Ridin' we west sidin', throw yo hands in the air
|
| Know that there’s a room full of gangstas
|
| Move in with a room full of gangstas
|
| Blood there’s a room full of gangstas
|
| Move in with a room full of gangstas |