Crenshaw/80s and Cocaine

Oh shit, yeah Say, where you headin' man? You motherfuckers ain't going nowhere, man Ayy, you know I'm just tryna to do my thing, man Oh shit, yeah ('64 Impala) Well, we ain't tryna hurt nobody man, we just (Lord) You might just catch us dippin' though Say, where you goin', man? My God, say You can me catch rollin' down Crenshaw (Crenshaw) Is that a motherfuckin' Impala? (Bitch, yeah) Magazine on my lap, I'm rollin' Indo (Indo) Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs, watch us throw 'em 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 Ridin' 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 gon' to see 'bout that vagina in you You don't bang, huh? Yeah, 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 Dubs show I let the snub show Shall I continue? Fuckin' niggas up like it's '05 Like Dre just listened to my whole demo and cosigned Talkin' out your neck, get you buried in no time I heard you niggas looking for me, Blood You can me catch rollin' down Crenshaw (Crenshaw) Is that a motherfuckin' Impala? (Bitch, yeah) Magazine on my lap, I'm rollin' Indo (Indo) Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs, watch us throw 'em 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 Nah, 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, huh? 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 wanna shoot? I got the laser Any bitch that wanna fuck, I gotta tape it And I don't put no tints on my whip One strap, full clip, nigga You can me catch rollin' down Crenshaw (Crenshaw) Is that a motherfuckin' Impala? (Bitch, yeah) Magazine on my lap, I'm rollin' Indo (Indo) Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs, watch us throw 'em out the window Gang signs Bullets comin' 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 Ayo I wake up, put on chronic like bitches' makeup Kush 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 hangin' from my necklace Used to take a brick, chop that bitch up in sections Pack it in the car like it's Mexican, no flexin' It's that whip work, chop that, sell it out, we cop that On Wimbleton and Brazil with 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