Scheme

Now, if you ask me (truthfully)

Shit's been soft since the West came through and crushed the buildings

Oh, well

It's the impossible, ghetto gospel, flow colossal

Out LaBrea Tar Pits with tennis shades on the fossils

Get hostile, red Impala hittin' the pothole

Three-wheel motion with chronic up in my nostrils

I hit a '64 switch with my eyes closed

Hit the 110 whenever the four-five close

I'm serious, when my bandana bleed

It's like a bitch havin' cramps the first day of her period

Weak-ass niggas tryna infiltrate the town

Dealin' Jeromey, it's like I'm ridin' with Dogg Pound

When I'm in New York, I got the craziest hoes

Niggas in every borough, far as the radius goes

When I'm in the A, I'm Mr. Keep-A-Bitch-On-Her-Toes

And cop a cold with two chains wrapped in infinite gold

But in the city, we want every stitch in your clothes

Run your motherfuckin' pockets since you trickin' on hoes

LA, LA, big city of schemes

And everything in LA ain't always what it seems

You might be fooled if you playin' out of bounds

Same rules in every city, stick to 'em in your town

You got your wag on? (Yeah, I got it, cuh)

You got your flag on? (Yeah, I got it, blood)

You got your wag on? (Yeah, I got it, cuh)

'Cause these niggas got the city fucked up

Niggas talkin' 'bout the politics

Got an NY hat, two Ns, I'm from Naughty Crip

All my niggas level four, I know they proud of this

Real shooter, wide eyes, know I hardly miss

Wear a seatbelt, a nigga gon' crash out

Got too many points, he probably gon' max out

Talkin' 'bout shit that I know he ain't

He a shooter in the street, but a bitch in the holding tank

Four-man cell, I'm in Denver row

See Jugg in my bunk, I'ma let him know

I'm a set tripper, big Cripper, ho flipper

Olde English 4-0 sipper

Cuh, try to play me like a Genesis

Sock him in the jaw, let the lil' homies finish him

Cuh, I take this bottle to the face

Then I'm slidin' everything, put the city on skates

LA, LA, big city of schemes

And everything in LA ain't always what it seems

You might be fooled if you playin' out of bounds

Same rules in every city, stick to 'em in your town

You got your wag on? (Yeah, I got it, cuh)

You got your flag on? (Yeah, I got it, blood)

You got your wag on? (Yeah, I got it, cuh)

'Cause these niggas got the city fucked up

(Gangsta Grizzillz)