Whassup nephew?

Sittin here choppin game, my nigga Bad Azz

Niggaz get the misconception of us

cause we so cold at what we do

But I really wanna let niggaz know what's happenin though

You feel me?







to get the wrong idea about me

I don't have nothin to hide

I want the world to see..



Gangsta niggaz do your dance

(C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah)

Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands





See me, I'm bout my money my paper I'm bout my dollars

Poppin collars with this mac and this slack and these two revolvers

See we smoke and go hoein cause the bitch ain't never shit to me

and pussy stay sellin, so I never let it get to me

The shit to me is simple, it relies on credentials

We credible individuals, ahead of you we original

Better known as criminals, thuggin off on the stereo

Killin 'em on the radio, some of them wanna hate me though

Fuck 'em cause they can't see me doe and here we go again

The jealousy took me over success, just keep you slower

While, you get nothin, we keep gettin more

Pump pump the jam up, drop drop the top

Hit hit the switch and smash down the block

And oh yeah this Long Beach so you know when you see a nigga

And don't never get the wrong idea nigga

(Yeah, nigga what?)  Holla at 'em









I keep my khakis creased, hat tilted to the East

On a bitch I remain the beast, none the least

Police try to cuff me and stuff me in the back

of they patrol car, cause I'm a former parole star

With the cool name, this nigga here's a fool mayn

Go on and do yo' thang, gang-bang

in the hood and in Hollywood

Record company executives think it's all to the good

Get to showin me around they house, then he slide me in the back

and had the nerve to try to buy me out, check this out mayn

I'm down with P, and D-R-E

A real nigga from the motherfuckin L.B.C.

I just look like this, I stay down for the twist

I'm real with this, deep as abyss

I gave you a pound, then I gave yo' wife a kiss

I had to dip cause y'all was full of that bullsheeit