Sam
Quinn, n***a
Jay
Ryder
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You don't wanna fuck with
Fat
Boss, n***a
I get to clappin', y 'all,
I pass them rocks like basketball
Know the boy blastin' off,
coal in them raps is raw
I'm upstairs and I'm rappin' that raw
I was born in the ghetto
With them gunshots for echo
And them lil' niggas fightin'
and wrestlin'
Learn young and it's real shit
Ain't a thing for gangs
You get tossed in that freezer, man
End up bleedin', man
With that heat, I mean
I heat em' up like fever, man
I was sleep, now I'm woke
I'd rather go in a cloud
of smoke
Than bein' down and broke
Headed to the town, I'm choked
Down to a pound of smoke
My dream to reach
a thousand pounds of coke
Till then
I'm on the block with
Gwen, ready for war when I cock the ten,
mothafucka
It ain't no changin' us, drugs,
dope money ain't a thing to us
We can dip, take a ride,
switch slangs with us
Get a feel of this gangsta
touch and talk to me now
It ain't no changin' us, drugs,
dope money ain't a thing to us
We can dip, take a ride,
switch slangs with us
Get a feel of this gangsta touch
It's time, it's time, it's time,
it's time to make the world surrender
The only room for the ride is in
a couple of trio niggas
Like
Fats
Boss, hats off, game recognize game
Every lane best back off I'm out
the trees like the apes
They never see my face
Spit like a hitman
I never leave my trace
Shut you down like that 46 de fense
I want my name with that 40
kick prefix
Thousand gun arsenal
China man machete spit
Come along, rip apart your flow
You know my bars is three
The potholes in the road
I slap the leprechaun and take
the pot of gold
I said I lock and load, cock back,
rock your throat
Rock your waist, knock your babes,
she walk the blade
Got a glimpse, wanna test my strength,
get popped like a bottle of crisp
Got everybody followin' this,
poppin' they collin' shit
Sprinklin' niggas and doggin'
their bits I'm like a
Tom
Capone beat, a knock for life
And
I'ma rock the world as I rock the mic
It ain't no changin' us, drugs,
dope money ain't a thing to us
We can dip, take a ride,
switch lanes with us
Get a feel of this gangsta touch
Talk to me now,
it ain't no changin' us
Drugs, dope money, ain't a thing to us
We can dip, take a ride,
switch slangs with us
Get a feel of this gangsta touch
When I go, I'm goin' blastin'
A young killin' assassin
My shots that'll start the action
We're willin' and mashin'
Me and
J .R .R .I I said,
Quinn, give it to him again
No friends, only fam with me
No square in the image gonna
come along and damage me
This
California conquerin' every coast
Fats boss, come along once
again and boast
We come from slums an d bums
Busts when it comes to guns
Dope fiends smokin' burn
they thumbs
They can't turn us from
This real thug life we lead
Motherfucker gotta stay on the run
You know, a lot of people
hatin' the queen
Cause I'm dangerous on papers and pens
Do you really want that drama?
I come spread to men
Why you wanna play with the end?
We be
VIP
Sit crisp like it's free
Tellin' this bad bitch
Ben
Aki
Man, we pulls up on them
Gucci seats
Not near one of them wanna fool with me
Talk to me
A hundred rounds of slow them rolls
Steal them soul, I must maintain control
Get on ya, fold ya like a blanket
Mama shoulda told ya not to play
with them gang gang
It ain't no changin' us
Crust, dope money ain't a thing to us
We can dip, take a ride,
switch slangs with us
Get a feel of this gangsta touch
So talk to me now
It ain't no changin' us, drugs,
dope money ain't a thing to us
We can dip, take a ride,
switch slangs with us
Get a feel of this gangsta touch, yeah,
uh
Thank you for
watching!
San Quinn 
