Yeah (ay)
(Damn James) 400
Ay, ay-ay-ay (smokin', drinkin', fuckin')
Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign
Smokin', drinkin', fuckin'
And the opps, they ain't on nothin'
Got it on me when I'm in the function
Nigga starin' too hard and I'm bussin'
Got a switch on this blick, you can't duck this
And the clip too big, I can't tuck shit
This some West Coast shit you can't fuck wit'
South Central, all the way to Sunset (uh)
From Bompton all the way to Sunset
I ain't bomin' if I can't bring the gun in
If I'm bomin' then you know I bring some Bloods in
Blood in, blood out, bitch, we thuggin
Throwin' up gang signs
On that fuck the opps shit so much, they try to hit me with a hate crime
