Yeah, when I'm out in N.Y., boy it's blunts and phillies
When I'm out in L.A., boy it's wraps and swishes
Now Blood walk to this, now Crip walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit
Now Blood walk to this, now Crip walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit
I'm in my Lambo, maggot, my fo' fo', faggot
Doors lift up I'm like Go-Go Gadget
See the shit I got on, homey I hate too
My teflon arm brought my government issues
I'll hit your vertebrae, bullets rip through tissues
Your wife on the futon huggin' the shih tzu
Homey you a bitch, you got feminine ways
Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days
I got fo' fifths and bananas on the case
And got more whips than a runaway slave
Me and Yayo go back like some high top fades
When I'm out in L.A., boy it's wraps and swishes
Now Blood walk to this, now Crip walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit
Now Blood walk to this, now Crip walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit
I'm in my Lambo, maggot, my fo' fo', faggot
Doors lift up I'm like Go-Go Gadget
See the shit I got on, homey I hate too
My teflon arm brought my government issues
I'll hit your vertebrae, bullets rip through tissues
Your wife on the futon huggin' the shih tzu
Homey you a bitch, you got feminine ways
Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days
I got fo' fifths and bananas on the case
And got more whips than a runaway slave
Me and Yayo go back like some high top fades
