So ruff So tuff in L.A (feat. suckerfree104, eastsidemayor & mr.459bandit)

It's like a free one-on-four From the city where the planes fly low West side, west side, west side, ayy It's so rough in the streets of Lenatchez From South Central Compton, Long Beach up to Watts It's LA to the Nanties It's an A-chain in St. Louis Rest in peace, shirts leavin' corners with Van Lines Rockin' in the Nanties, when you passin' down sentries Control the murder scene, once again when the detective leaves They ain't nobody bigger than the Pope, man, so learn that Little homies blast it on they face, cause they earned that School of hard knocks, I ain't go to El Camino Herbs layin' toolied up, stackin' up Xeno Homies bust down, chest out like the Hercules Twenty-five to life, while your homie on work release Turned down, punk riders snackin' on pear clouds Politics, boot boppin', never settin' fair Come back to the streets, ain't no telenovelas Rest in peace, shirts leavin' corners with Van Lines It's Westside, shout out to the Four Corners Pacific Division and Sheriff K like Chris Dorner Shout out to my big homies, look what you created Big L and X, Westside, we most hated Westside, that beat from the east That project shit. Eastside mayor Look. L.A., gonna show you how to do it Look, look Five hundred horses when I park on the Olympic Gon' be a van full of corpses if these boys start trippin' Goin' hard for the Eastside, a strata course district That boy may have turned up, he a whole lot different If I quarterback the play, I'm gon' put us in the end zone I'm gon' put it in her mouth, she gon' put you in the friend zone Frontline in the J's on my ten toes Now I'm slidin' in a Benzo with a big pole Nickname is Choppa Little John Make all you bitches get low from the windows to the walls Two-two-three-seven-six-twos gon' chip all of y'all So rough, so tough in the field So swallow this nut, bitch, wash it down with a couple pills Cause them Eastside players give a fuck about how you feel Ayy, models click, so sick, so ill Eastside, L-Gang That's how we do it in the high love So rough, so tough, L-Gang So rough, so tough, ass Ayy, look, from the city by the sea But we don't fuck with those Harbor area, Longwood Beach, where we doin' the most From the east to the beach, to the west to the coast East side, west side, then we up to the north I got your crab down, batter, burn them up like some toast And I been with the bullshit, been hop out the porch You know that five-six-two be the area code One-four-double-O, this a no-crab zone Your bitch suckin' on my nuts, got dick all down her throat I been tryin' to go and get it every day, chasing dope So rough, so tough in that city that I'm from So what, chunk it up, index finger and a thumb L-Gang be the gang that these niggas runnin' from Ayy, ayy, that these niggas runnin' from So what, chunk it up, index finger and a thumb L-Gang be the gang that these niggas runnin' from Double-X, double-X, I'm still screamin' Southside You can ask the homies what it sound like Around here the rounds fly, I get outlined I'm outside, y'all indoors like the housewives And I been known to put it down in my downtime Y'all the type to signal cops during count time Y'all the type to lock it up during chow line I'm bout mine, and I'm still screamin' brown pie It's dirt, gotta ask the dudes I used to serve under The Kirk stunner, I sold dope to my birth mother Leo block smellin' like gunpowder and burnt rubber That's why the beef get A like Kobe first number So I'ma go hard until I go under Keep up, I'm the rap gang's roadrunner The burner hot, and I kept that bitch the whole summer I know dudes who got 25 and did the whole number So free profit and all the homies from the set From over here in Double-X to the homies from the West To the Drupals in the net line, to the Devils in the HA So all the homies holdin' down all the L-A-S-102-V-S-U-R And I'ma do it till you catch me in a fresh new car It's 102-V-S-U-R And I'ma do it till you catch me in a fresh new car Double-X, Double-X, Double-X, Double-X, Double-X, Double-X Where y'all at? L.A. County Hold on, we puttin' on From the West to the East, yeah To the HA, back down to South Central What's up, yo? On some real shit though Where y'all at though? Yo, we comin' on straight from L.A. County shit, bro From the Double-X to the West to the motherfuckin' East side To the HA, HA-HA-HA-HA-HA Fuck a bitch, suck a dick to that bitch You already know what the fuck the deal is Tell that bitch to walk fake and put the money on the books On some real shit, I'm a motherfuckin' crook Gang, gang, L.A. County I'm puttin' on, huh?