Are you ready?
South Central Los Skanless
So what you wanna do?
Kausion... (Are you ready?)
So what you wanna do?
Are you ready?
So what you wanna do?
Are you ready?
I'm all on the front line down to put in work
I fought once or twice but ain't never did no dirt
But I aim to, with my clack on the Mac
When it's changing up a scrap for a motherfuckin' strap
But I, got to make wild once I get the Mac-10
And when I spot a rival it's a must I do him in
I spin around the corner, fitting to get busy
I ask the big homie, Who is it?
The fool with the wrong color on
Steady about chrome is complete once he get his head blown
On in his mothefuckin' neck
Now my jean and checkers are they wrecked
But they ain't even thought about the penn yet
Niggas smelling smoke in my clothes
The dope got me hooked
Ask me where we was
Its a must I'm, pouring out spuds
For them dead mothafuckas
Now they trying to shift 25 to a nigga
One more felony added to the two
Instead of kicking fools I wish I would have busted you
I'm only 13, but already serving heat
On these streets
Them niggas motherfuckin' from the front seat
With the rhythm it takes to dance
To what we have to live through
So what you wanna do?
What should I do?
Should I bang with the red...
Or should I bang with the blue?
With the rhythm it takes to dance
To what we have to live through
So what you wanna do?
What should I do?
Should I hang with the fake...
Or should I hang with the true?
I dubbed 16 times, niggas don't want none
Infra red gauge, aim for your lungs
Real devils don't go to heaven, won't come to heaven
Cause I'mma cock back and leave seven
Lay it in your chest
Well, who is the best?
Mr.LAPD, y'all can't check me
Fuck the rest I'mma roll with the crips
And try to keep dough when the one time trip
It's 24, ain't a joke, niggas get your Ls
Just closed fake side now I'm in sales
Ease up, light a sack, nigga, fuck back
Im 'bout to rob a homies house, bent on stack
So call it what you want
Cause I don't keep my Glock on safe
Niggas gonna smoke your ass if you make me
With the rhythm it takes to dance
To what we have to live through
So what you wanna do?
What should I do?
Should I bang with the rizzed...
Or bang with blizzue?
With the rhythm it takes to dance
To what we have to live through
So what you wanna do?
What should I do?
Should I hang with the fake...
Or should I hang with the true?
I'm thinking fuck school mom, banging at the door
Letting me know my black ass best to the floor
Here we go again
Teachers wonderin' where i've been
With no abscene slip when the bell's in I bail ten
Smelling like the stickiest shit
On the streets got stress joints
For a buck fifty each
Servin' sell, five popping up the bungalows
Me and Cel mack flow strictly on all the hoes
The pros from the game I spit
Follow a virgin but I'm knowing that you love it
So wassup trick, when Gonzoe rock that spot
You on my jock, my videos your shot
With the rhythm it takes to dance
To what we have to live through
So what you wanna do?
What should I do?
Should I bang with the rizzed...
Or bang with blizzue?
With the rhythm it takes to dance
To what we have to live through
So what you wanna do?
Nigga what should I do?
Should I hang with the fake...
Or should I hang with the true?
With the rhythm it takes to dance
To what we have to live through
So what you wanna do?
With the rhythm it takes to dance
To what we have to live through
So what you wanna do?
With the rhythm it takes to dance
To what we have to live through
So what you wanna do?
With the rhythm it takes to dance
To what we have to live through
So what you wanna do?
Grab the .22 and show these fools that you true

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