the motherfuckin' cage, homie
As long as I got this freedom of speech
I'ma keep saying whatever the
whatever the fuck's on my mind
Yeah, yeah, keep the shit movin',
Comin' straight from the belly
they lovin' the sound, the skin is brown
to the motherfuckin' gangbangers
No ride scrapers, homies usin',
catch me holdin' Cali down
Just like the Dodgers and the Lakers,
this is death before the start
I'm about to go to Vegas,
spend a couple G's in the night
Fuck it cause I made it to the
Money, fuck it, I'ma burn that,
Full speed ahead, won't turn back,
top notch when the shit drops
streets bouncin' like hopscotch
Roppers poppin' off at the mouth,
West coast, pop block, that's it
cause we pop blocks, that's it
It's Mr. Criminal comin' with
give it a fuck about what you bitches do
And that's a motherfuckin' fact, homie
in this motherfuckin' gang
Out here, every single motherfuck
Every single motherfuckin' gear
Who's got endurance like that?
Who's can't run with this clique?
Right here in Southern California,
three strikes, you're out
so you best to watch your mouth
suggest you watch your route
so you best to watch your house
Best to pray you don't get caught up
Load of clits, hollow tits,
that's what I'm talkin' bout
we known as California savages
doin' damage, livin' glamorous
understand why haters mad at us
Talkin' like they wanna give it to em
A decade deep in the game,
see them albums add em up
What I owe to the streets,
I was tryin' not to feel them handcuffs
Still doin' shows worldwide,
I'm chasin' that motherfuckin' bread
It's 2010, high power soldiers
till the motherfuckin' wheels fall off
them motherfuckers just got upgraded
So don't expect it anytime soon
Talkin' bout Chicano rap,
but they ain't representin' shit
Homie, you gotta spit like this
I get work at a stake like a freight truck
Talkin' shit'll get you battered,
that's to get your back up
smokin' weed, sippin' syrup
Then off to Japan, drinkin' sake,
But no matter where I travel,
take it back to the Southland
riders still fuckin' up the Southskin
while you cruisin' in a down spin
Ha ha, yeah, I got accounts man,
high power soldier worldwide
It's a criminal steady clan, I'm like
this shit is funny to me, yeah
I see these motherfuckers
We about to fall apart quick
make all these motherfucking shit
that's a death before the sun
You know what, I ain't going nowhere,
we'll make sure I got a short recess