Crenshaw/80s and Cocaine

: Crenshaw

You can catch rolling down Crenshaw (Crenshaw)

Is that a mother fucking Impala? (Bitch Yeah)

Magazine on my lap, I'm rolling up indo

Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window

Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window

Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window

Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window

Gang signs.

Parked at the light, give a fuck about a bitch nigga

Only nigga worth six figures that still click triggers

On my way to LAX, fuck the freeway

Riding through South Central in the 'Wood like I should

But I'm a Compton nigga, west side monster nigga

You should know by now, I fuck with all kinds of niggas

Call Big U and we going to see about that vagina in you

You don't bang huh? That's that out of town in you

My niggas eat late night, Mel's Diner menu

You a shooter? Better have that North Carolina in you

I had wolves at all kinds of venues

Dub's show I let the snub show

Shall I continue?

Fucking niggas up like it was '05

Like Dre just listened to my whole demo and cosigned

Talking out your neck, get you buried in no time

I heard you niggas looking for me, Blood

Bullets coming through the windows and the walls

That's on the set, all my niggas on call

Don't pray for me, pray for them niggas

Menace to society, I'm like Lorenz nigga

I want the rims nigga, and your gold chain

Don't blame me, blame 80s and cocaine

I want the rims nigga, and your gold chain

Don't blame me, blame 80s and cocaine

You can catch rolling down Crenshaw (Crenshaw)

Is that a mother fucking Impala? (Bitch Yeah)

Magazine on my lap, I'm rolling up indo

Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window

Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window

Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window

Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window

Gang signs.

Nip be where the Crips be

Skeme be where the bloods be

Nigga, I'm with the shit, give a fuck if niggas Cuz me

Say the wrong things wrong time, get a blood beef

Same color rag, still laying where the subs be

Naw fuck that nigga, I'll have a prostitute to open the trunk and cut that nigga

I'll have a couple crooked cops come and touch that nigga

Then get a bully in the pen to come and fuck that nigga

Life is crazy, yeah my life is crazy

Don't let Calabasas fool you, I'll kill you baby

Bury you in my backyard, shit I'm sittin on five acres

You wanna go to war? I got the paper

Nigga wanna fade? I got the taper

Nigga want to shoot? I got the laser

Any bitch that want to fuck, I got a take it

And I don't put no tints on my whip

One strap, full clip nigga!

You can catch rolling down Crenshaw (Crenshaw)

Is that a mother fucking Impala? (Bitch Yeah)

Magazine on my lap, I'm rolling up indo

Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window

Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window

Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window

Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window

Gang signs.: 80's and Cocaine

Bullets coming through the windows and the walls

That's on the set, all my niggas on call

Don't pray for me, pray for them niggas

Menace to society, I'm like Lorenz nigga

I want the rims nigga, and your gold chain

Don't blame me, blame 80s and cocaine

I want the rims nigga, and your gold chain

Don't blame me, blame 80s and cocaine

Ay yo I wake up, put on chronic like bitches makeup

Cush like Nicki and Meek, it's hard to breakup

38 tucked, take a piss and eat my breakfast

Six bitches at my kitchen table ass naked

I got more bitches than Hugh Heff, nigga i'm reckless

Iced out Playboy pendant hanging from my necklace

Used to take a brick chop that bitch up in sections

Pack it in the car like its Mexican no flexin

It's that whip work, chop that, sell it out, we cop that

On wimbleton and brazil in my impala with the top back

Where my nigga Top at?

Remember them days before you and Rock brought Watts back?

We was in Stevenson Village in front your crib nigga

Leanin like a top hot, ordering Tommy burgers with everything

Cop back my Glock fat nina ross akon black

Bullets pop up out of nowhere like State Farm BLAT!