So you motherfuckers thought I was gon'
I woke up with a chop on the dresser
I'm givin' them all pressure
Keep it mobbed, keep it in a circle
They gon' really hurt you, fuck a curfew
Fuck em, don't let em search you, no
they gon' try to work you Pussy
He had his hands up, damn,
That mean you scared of every nigga
Big Chop, I'ma wake him up, no rooster
I give a fuck about them niggas,
bitch, I'm lookin' for the shoulder
I'ma wake him up, no rooster
I give a fuck about them niggas,
bitch, I'm lookin' for the shoulder
so you know I don't trust it
Jumanji, Lone Barrel, old school,
ain't nobody with the hustle shit
Enemies, we smoke them out,
West Oakland, the crack house
what else I'm supposed to talk about?
Bitch, what else I'm supposed
Raiders hat, A's hat, town nigga, real mad
San Pablo, E14, that's the blade,
And bitch, I'm real open to them niggas,
I'm real mobbed to them niggas,