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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vince Staples
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vince Staples
Songwriter
Michael Volpe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Clams Casino
Producer
Michael Law Thomas
Recording Engineer
Casey Cuayo
Assistant Recording Engineer
Derek Ali
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Bitch, you thirsty, please grab a Sprite
My Crips lurkin', don't die tonight
I just wanna dance with you, baby
Just don't move too fast, I'm too crazy
Man down, Downey Ave, it get shady
Take a **** mind off that
We can dip, fuck in the whip, slide right back in the function
One wrong word, start bustin'
Put that on my Yankee hat, I'm a gangsta Crip, fuck gangsta rap
Where the ladies at? Where the hoes? Where the bitches?
Every real **** know the difference
Bandana brown like the dope daddy shootin' in the kitchen
Real Norfside ****, never went to Poly, Wilson or Cabrillo
Cocaine color of a creole
T-Skrap movin' for the D-low, he know
[Chorus]
I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police
I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police
I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police
From the city where the skinny carry strong heat
Norfside, Long Beach, Norfside, Long Beach
[Verse 2]
Hit the corner, make a dollar flippin'
Split the dollars with my mama children
Folks need Porsches, hoes need abortions
I just need y'all out of my business
Never no problem playin' no bitches
Never no problem sprayin' no witnesses
No face, no case, been with the shit
Hopped out broad day, then emptied clips
Cut class 'cause it wasn't 'bout cash
School wasn't no fun, couldn't bring my gun
Know a change gon' come like Obama 'nem say
But they shootin' every day round my mama 'nem way
So we put an AK where Kiana and them stay
And that's for any **** say he got a problem with me
How I'm Crippin' where I'm livin', come and follow me
Pistol poppin', Poppy Street
[Chorus]
I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police
I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police
I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police
From the city where the skinny carry strong heat
Norfside, Long Beach, Norfside, Long Beach
[Verse 3]
Nate Dogg still here 'cause of **** like me
Police still scared 'cause of **** like me
In the hood, like a dollar sweet tea or a Louis Burger
You ain't with the business, ****
Who you murdered? You ain't heard of Coldchain
Best thang, smokin' out the city
Ridin' round with the same shotgun that shot Ricky
Lil' **** should've zig-zagged, then he got his back wet
Naughty runnin' Norfside, **** better fact-check
Frontin' with the gun talk, I ain't heard a clap yet
All my **** front street, they the **** best, yet
'Cept for Lil' Halftime, brody bangin' Five Blocks
Sorry, I hit your homie five times, better grab chalk
Did it, got away with it out the Civic
We Crippin', Long Beach City, pay a visit
Park Ramona, Pop-block the corner
Givin' hell till it's frozen over, I ain't never ran from nothin'
[Chorus]
I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police
I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police
I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police
From the city where the skinny carry strong heat
Norfside, Long Beach, Norfside, Long Beach
Written by: Michael Volpe, Vince Staples