South Central Los Skanless 
Kausion
So what you wanna doI'm all on the front line down to put in work 
I fought once or twice but ain't never did no dirt 
But I aim to, with my [?] on the mac 
When it's changing up a scrap with a fully loaded strap 
But I, got to make a rack once I get the mac 10 
And when I spot a rival it's a must I do him in 
I spin around the corner, fitting to get busy 
I ask the big homie, who is he 
The fool with the wrong color on 
A [?] said your mission is complete once he get his head blown 
Off his shoulders and his neck 
Now my jean and checkers are they wrecked 
But they ain't even thought about the penn yet 
Niggas smelling smoke in my clothes 
The dope got me hooked 
Ask me where we was 
Its a must I'm, pouring out spuds 
For them dead mothafuckas 
Now they trying to shift 25 to a killa 
One more [?] added to the troop 
Instead of kicking fools I wish I would have busted you 
I'm only 13 but already serving heat 
On these streets 
Picking off fools from the front seat 
With the rhythm it takes to dance it's too much we have to live through
So what you wanna do 
What should I do should I bang with the red or should I bang with the blue
So what you wanna do 
What should I do should I hang with the fake or should I hang with the true
I dubbed 16 times, y'all don't want none 
If a red [?] aim for your lungs 
Real devils don't go to heaven 
Won't come to heaven 
Cause I'mma cock back and leave seven 
Lay it in your chest 
Well or what's the best 
Mr.LAPD
Y'all can't check me 
Fade the rest I'mma roll with the crips 
And try to keep dough when the one time [?] 
It's 24, ain't a joke 
Homies get your Ls 
Just closed [?] 
Now im in sales 
Ease up, light a sack 
Yeah, Bump back 
Im 'bout to rob a homies house 
Bent on stack 
Call it what you want 
Cause I don't keep my Glock on safe 
Gonna blast off if you make me 
So what you wanna do 
What should I do should I bang with the rizzed, or bang with blizzue 
So what you wanna do 
What should I do should I hang with the fake or should I hang with the true
I'm thinking fuck school 
Mom's banging at the door 
Letting me now a negro better hit the floor 
Here we go again 
Teachers wonderin' 
Where I been 
With no axes slipping 
I bail ten 
Smelling like the stickiest shit 
On the streets got [?] joints 
For a buck fifty each 
Service slow 
Five popping up the bungalows 
Me and Cel mack flow 
Creeping on all the pros 
The pros from the game I spit 
[?] a virgin but I'm knowing that you love it 
So wassup trick, when Gonzoe rock that spot 
You on my jock 
My videos your shot 
So what you wanna do 
What should I do should I bang with the red or should I bang with the blizzue
So what you wanna do 
Homie what should I do should I hang with the fake or should I hang with the true
So what you wanna doGrab the .22 and show these fools that you true