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An old school hip-hop head with a futuristic flow & unique style.
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Verse 1
welcome to the side where we beef over colors
it's deeper than that though peep muthafukas
under the sun we run game with muscle
cant tussle with this hustle we knuckling up
bustas pimps playas in the field
crooks in the valley cooks up in the hills
don’t get caught out there wit no ties
it's a family thing pride low rides those guys
on the other side about to catch payback
laid back aint afraid of shit stray cats
if u see a pack…(don’t) look away
40oz ball games dice game book of spades...
it’s Friday got my boys & my juice
a fresh haircut & three piece suit
we be clubbin up until the sunshine
big dog cigars rings & things it's all up in the bloodline
Hook x2
if u live from the left side homie get down
put your 4 fingers up and show me the crown
it's one love to my folks up & down the coast now
from S.D. to Sea-Tac back to Oaktown...x 2
Verse 2
20 plus years set-reppin they stance
frozen bow-legged baggie khaki pants
squared up chin tattoos spell it out
head half cocked on the block yellin' out..
little chain big chain come take mine
fingers all fucked up throwin up gang signs
out the bus windows at the bus stop
music in the foreground background gunshots
up top where it rain the same OG's built
a different type tilt but u still will get kilt
i'll spokes spinnin folks sinnin in them buckets
everybody livin it up like fuck it
503 206 213 415 come ride with me
and all u locos just let go of the rivalry
while i spit these keys & be one with the ivory folks
Hook x2
Verse 3
a trip out west is what your ass need
poly wit some Hollywood and pro athletes
& the females? they will have your jaws on the floor
madd mamis at the mall all dressed for y'all
belly button rings ass jumpin off of hips
the switch in them hips will make ya dick thick quick
DJ Quick in the trunk i'm on these
breezin through the palm trees puffin on some bomb weed
retreatin' 2 the beach when it's hella hot
Pelican bay & San Quentin’s where the bail stop
locked up cats operating from the cell block
shit could get messy in the hood when the mail drop
tank tops flip flops shell tops killa cop
foot chase on the ground up top helicopter
spot lights underground open mic night life
stank dank fuck it what u know about this weed cuz?
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