Let me let me tell you what your worth is
Wake up in the morning with a purpose
Only you can make me happy, surface
East side, Long Beach baby, the turf shit
The place where I lurked at
Thirteen on the scene gettin’ bent back
With a whole lot of snake venom
Used to steal Now & Laters out the highway center
Up early gettin’ shit started
Back flippin’, trippin’, tippin’, crippin’ cold hearted
Way before I died high man
Bought bout fifty from the pie man
Heat out the motherfuckin fryin’ pan
Lil kids love Snoop, fuck Iron Man
I’m a vet on the set, I aint lyin’ man
Lemme show you how I’m flyin’
Aint it school, lay in the pool
And I stay in the cool, young low I aint playin with fools
Reset, repeat, unlock and recock the heat
Get it in so fast, spend your cash, will get in your ass
Now the question is this from that
Are you really in love with that bitch now?
Woah, another man’s trash is another man’s treasure
Whats your pleasure?
Lookin at ya, straight from a falcon eye
On my… eye, askin’ how can I?
How can I, love somebody else?
When I cant, love myself enough to know
There for me, a lot of G’s start snitchin’
Fuckin’ with you hood rat bitches
The moment you had for me, was all bad for me
Girl I used to run with struck out gon’ away
Cold thang supposed to call me on the phone today
He told me he was up for police
Its been about a dub since cuz seen the streets
Yeah loc, shit don’ change
Long Beach don’ flipped crazy durange
Everybody sellin’ out, word of mouth, the OG’s tellin’ now
I drove there the other day
To chop some game with my big homie Donald Ray
Its sort of hard for me to run away
Step out my car no gun today, andela
I press my luck if I get stuck, then thats whats up
Lookin at ya, straight from a falcon eye
On my… eye, askin’ how can I?
How can I, love somebody else?
When I cant, love myself enough to know
There for me, a lot of G’s start snitchin’
Fuckin’ with you hood rat bitches
The moment you had for me, was all bad for me
How can I, love somebody else?
When I cant, love myself enough to know
There for me, a lot of G’s start snitchin’
Fuckin’ with you hood rat bitches
The moment you had for me, was all bad for me
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