Represent

[Young Sicc] Oh yeah Back up in the house for that Y2K shot Young Sicc aka Frank Nitty With my dog Knightowl What's up dog Keeping it real baby You know what I'm saying We're gonna show you fools how to represent Represent that Dago style Killer Cal style, baby [Young Sicc] Well it's that E-double S-E represent to the fullest The mic is like a nine homeboy, don't make me pull this Trigger if you figure that you can hang with us Ese Sicc in the brain, click click, shoot 'em up shoot 'em up, bang bang Be ready to throw them thangs and drop them bombs on ya And this is how we do it in that Southern Killafornia G's carry rags and represent your true colors And if you ask me it feels good to be that Mexican brother I handle my own and mind my own But if you try to step you best believe it's going to be going down dog Dropping bombs, stomping fools like King Kong Take my steel-toes off your head and then I'm gone So just recognize and watch your little step Or be like American Me and catch that sharp shank to your neck But I ain't trying to trip, just letting you know where I stand Coming sick with this shit and representing Mexicans [Chorus x2: Young Sicc] Represent like it ain't no thang Represent staying true to the game Represent when we're out just hanging, banging, swanging Represent that neighborhood gang [Knightowl] Better believe I represent reality, my street mentality Will bring the pain, so don't get caught up in the game The life I lead was not exactly what I chose Hanging out on corner and drinking brew with winos Smoking on the lala, the sound of fucking valas Through the night up in the city where it's wicked, Dago where I kick it G's all around me, mobbing through the county Don't ever step and try and cross the line or you will find me Got my boy Frank Nitty going off on your committee You want to get brave, we'll give that ass an early grave Little youngsters throwing up their shit And ain't knowing I'm a G I'm part of the reason shit goes down up in the SD We represent this to the fullest, and I'm quick to pull a jale Me vale madre, chinga tu madre The loc'est of them all, I'm guaranteed to make you fall Victim all up in the ghetto 'cause I wear the fucking metal baby [Chorus x2] [Young Sicc] I represent everywhere I go and where I be at Creased up Levis, Chuck Taylors and that San Diego hat That grey pulled over sweater, Mexicans sticking together Through tough situations, any kind of weather Rolling in Impalas, Regals and Cadillacs Homies got that San Diego tatted on their backs And even on their arms, head and the chest But this is how we do it on that wicked ass West G's come out the pen, they're all sleeved up So approach the wrong G and watch that ass get beat up I'm only duece-one but got family that taught me well And they got all kinds of stories to tell, laying low like a shell Avoid sand getting kicked up in your face You recognize or get put in your place I always stay quiet and listen to what my family had to say And thank 'em that I got to live to see another day [Chorus x2]