Blowin like a fan, keep some shooters
Blowin like a fan, put Breezy on yo ass
Slap the doors, blowin out the van
Bronem off the xans
Keep my pipe, keep one in the hand
Laughin at she dead
Catch him lackin, we gon' kill his ass
Blowin like a fan, keep some shooters
Blowin like a fan, put Breezy on yo ass
Slap the doors, blowin out the van
Bronem off the xans
Keep my pipe, keep one in the hand
Laughin at she dead
Catch him lackin, we gon' kill his ass
Blowin like a fan, you a lame and yo bitch a fan
She'll a blow some
Gave me brain
Her lil stupid ass
I don't understand
Niggas fake
They merch on they mans
LA gang bitch red tape and some ambulance
Pull up where we been slidin'
And free my lil bro nine
We ain't out hea man they lyin
I know it's always been my time
Dotarachi I can't change
And I won't drop a dime
We really in the streets
No we don't let em lie
Steve drive I don't own the shit
Real 600 shit
Load a hundred clips
Then we slide on young money shit
Niggas talk they just run they lips
Boy we run this shit
LA gang bitch I'm Baldy World
Fuck that other shit
Pull up choppin' shit like fans
600 we the clan
Don't slide back on them vans
You'll get yo ass blamed
Keep pipes?
It's Breezo I'm the man
Slidin get up out that jam
Bullets chuncky like spam? dumpin out the K
You gettin what I'm sayin
If a nigga say he don't let em know it ain't a joke
You'll get yo ass smoked
Stand over you with the sauce
Pull that hoe until you croak
Turned that nigga to a ghost
Bitch we strapped out got the mac out
We'll have bike down shoot your back out
Six O we got them pipes out
We gon show a nigga what is life bout
But niggas better take the nice route
Cause this shit here is rough
You'll get yo life fucked
Niggas don't like us
So we keep them pipes tucked
These niggas know what's up
This poppa leave him stuck
Shawty lift a nigga up
And I don't really give a fuck
Bitch I'm LA Gang'd up
Pussy keep your chains tucked
Or your life in danger
