Lyrics:
Like the old me, 17, sippin malt liquor
All black khaki suit, all black Converse
Nigga, I'ma keep on stomping coming Straight Outta
(Compton,
skully, black khakis
Creepin' in my smug, so reapin', peek into the window, let me cock this
Nigga must've been meant to be jacked, 'cause here comes me
ridin' the city streets
Packin' the strap in the back of my black khakis
That's creased, windows down, system on blast
Feelin' the breeze, smokin'
Yeah, one day I was chillin on Aranbe and Spruce
40 in my hand and it's time to get loose
Got my Nikes on my feet, my T-shirt, and black khakis
I
the streets
Grab my O-Z of Indonesia, 6 philly blunt leaves
Throw on me black khaki slacks and me black t-shirt
And my automatic gat in case I have to dig
how much we got (we got)
To see how much we got (we got)
I still be the thuggish ruggish nigga
Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and boots
death
You could be the first to feel the heat
To see how much we got, we got
I still be the thuggish ruggish nigga
Dressed in all black khakis
boots, black khaki suit
A real quick search and nobody's home
Just like I planned, now I'm home alone
I hope ya don't mind if I use the phone
And fix
the streets
Grab my O-Z of Indonesia, 6 philly blunt leaves
Throw on me black khaki slacks and me black t-shirt
And my automatic gat in case I have to dig
straight out the swap meet
Dr dre black Khaki's black tee shirt
Motherfuckin' gold rope around my neck
DJ Yella Raider motherfuckin' hat to the back
Ice Cube
my block with a pistol and a stare
A black khaki suit and dooky braids in his hair
The motherfucker thinks I'm slippin'
But I got my gat and a bat
that sweat suit?
You know the gray one with the burgundy trim, nigga I can still fit it
Allen Ives on my feet
Black khakis and my fro lookin so neat
time
All black, khaki jumper, actin' a donkey
At the same damn time
Got these bitches poppin' monkey
Metro Zoo in here, with my crew in here
With all
might be
But i'm a thug nigga, you can count on that
With the black khakis and chucks and a muthafuckin' ski mask
We blast, on bitches like you
We don't
I'm just ridin', ridin', ridin' the city streets
Packin' the strap in the back of my black khakis
That's creased, windows down, system on blast
Feelin'
things we needed
I took a picture in the hood
Standing by the door
White T shirt and black khakis
Sagging kind of low
I see the corner that I worked
With
hop to my knees off bat
But I like hoppin out Jeeps all black
Khakis and Sperrys out in Grand Prairie pull up on Jerry light
(Ate) at Ben and Jerry's
cordial, accordin to the area ya goin to
Ya might need to where a black khaki suit standin in grey and blue
Ya never know who gon' be waitin, and watchin -
can trip
Then ask me what I'm geekin' for
I had a dream
That imma' rack up a few bands
And rock a black polo
With some khaki pants
Can't wait for
I'm just ridin', ridin', ridin' the city streets
Packin' the strap in the back of my black khakis
That's creased, windows down, system on blast
Feelin'
on my caddy’s
Cartridge extendo/blow like Nintendo
I Can’t slide lacking
Like I don’t ride caddy’s-
Put tints on a rental
Pop out in Black in khakis
listening to the sounds of Lenny
Feeling like I hit the switches in a gold cutlass
You looking like a clown, call you uncle ruckus
Black sedan with khaki
Khakis and black chucks
I put a bullet hole
Dead in yo jeep
You'll find tha back of your head
Is scattered all up in the street (Blaugh)
Two reasons
Number
on the black market
Khaki pants Red shirt he bloody target
Even if you parallel man he cant park it
Competition between us you cant bargain
I set the booth
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