Lyrics:
I bang with the gang that don't need no intro
We run from East Long Beach to West South Central
Credentials, to kick flows and rip shows,
dip 4
I bang with the gang that don't need no intro
We run from East Long Beach to West South Central
Credentials, to kick flows and rip shows,
dip 4
to kill, now we all about dope
Buy whips, put them all on fours
Still kill, but it's all about dope
Get tricky, so play by the rules
Look, homie, I'm
Getting mo is my focus
Last week I made 100
In my auntie’s focus
Who said I ain’t getting a bag
You a clown join a circus
33 Scottie Pippen
On my back like
Boo]
I smoke so much weed that my nickname "Smokey"
Twist it, light it, hit, that's that fire, I ain't jokin'
Marley makin' weed brownies in the kitchen
(Bitch)
Four fingers up
Two twisted in the middle
What the side is
Tribe full of riders
West!
I'm way way way out
Every night I stay out
Looking for
Essex
Gotta take a trip to Texas
Driving 110 m-p-h never again, lucky I ain't get arrested
Take this L like an old Lexus
In 4 minutes get 4 text message
the story of how we recorded it and what went wrong when we did it. It happened in Switzerland, the song, a thing called Smoke On The
Water, this one.
everything fall i got em all i ain't leave em[00:57.33]But they won't do the same for me[00:58.41]I remember making songs in the car ain't have a place
Let's get it on (Hey, hey)
That's what I told that bitch when she jumped
In my passenger seat looking good as fuck
(Hey, hey hey hey hey hey)
Let's get it
Thick smoke got five line
Even in the end
I see fall your head
Everybody man
Look at this balad head man nigga
Fuck your mouth I ain't hear true
had to bag em in fours it was too much to scale
Plug let me down had to go out west go get it myself was too much to mail
Everybody act shocked when it
wait a minute!
A car full of thug niggas geah I'm in it (geah)
In a Lex but the seats back any to ??
Hoes green and cash raid to spin it
Who the G's with
Four deep in the coup
(I'm a spill it)
[Chorus]
I'ma smoke where I want to smoke (fuck that)
I'ma choke who I want to choke (fuck that)
I'ma ride
Four deep in the coup
(I'm a spill it)
[Chorus]
I'ma smoke where I want to smoke (fuck that)
I'ma choke who I want to choke (fuck that)
I'ma ride
Strippin clips bout(about) nationally
Back seats and DOB hats
Havin' sex in drop tops
Now liquor on ya mouth and spot
WERE WE R.I.D.E.
[Hook]
Can you smoke
Keep your seat belt on, back straight
Grab the clutch don't swerve, don't speed
Don't drive and smoke weed
Gotta drive safe when you're
In the Lord's
streets
Through the late night never sleep never rest
On the amtrak with the boys out west
Stars on the roof got the snakes on the vest
Court side seats
wave like they stoppin' a taxi
On a six, in a Lamb', but I'm not that bitch Mary (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Four-one
They counted me out, I came
something in your ear
I'm specific to the Pacific - Land of the pioneer
Fuck west coast I own the hemisphere
My whole city put weed in the atmosphere
We
straps for when we bending
If they give the time then I do the sentence
Say who name nigga names is never mention
Mr. west put the H in definition
Gave em
I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say
(fire),
From the south(fire),
From the West(fire)
Begin to burn them all(fire),
Burn them(fire),*2
By fire(fire)*4 burn them by fire,
Holy ghost fire!!!!
can’t see me
I’m sunk in the seat
Clutch my hammer close, I’m controlling the V
And love the cities on both the coasts
But still repping the East, yeah
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