[Chorus:]
One for the impalas, two for the gold thiefs, three for the switchas, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up,
Two twisted for the west side [x2]
[The Game:]
Yo, I used to dribble the rock down the block, in 94, shoot the courts out, and killer wayne brought that porche out, I had the I'll est jump shot, so he bet all
His money on me, 12 years old with the hunnys on me, Patrick Hughings on, I kept fresh kicks, take a nigga out his Jordans if the motherf*ckers fit, they
Fit, so I'm back up the block, f*cken with the hommies tryen to teach them how to slap box, in front of the crack spot, feines fighting over crack rock, dimes
The size of golf balls, ya them shits was that hot, he had them black Locs like MC r?, and debull came through in that coke white benz, before 106 in
Park and 24inch rims, before these corny niggas kept these stickers under they brims, it was a little nigga in Compton, 5ft. 10, he was dope as a
Motherf*cker, I wanted to be like him...
[Chorus:]
One for the impalas, two for the gold thiefs, three for the switchas, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up,
Two twisted for the west side [x2]
[The Game:]
F*ck it I ain't gunna lie hommie, I used to do the hammer dance, make it worse I steal toes on and hammer pants, f*cked up right?, that's
When my pops had the weight, he had to blow when I was blowin in nintendo tapes, got my ass woped for taken the duck hunting gun outside, in my
Window watching all the kids have fun outside, ice cream truck makin noise, I want to run outside, but I'm a get my ass woped again if I run outside,
Swear I was on punishment until my tenth grade year, this new girl move on the block, light skin with wavy hair, I asked her if she want to hump me,
She was like: I don't care, so I took a train, and blow off, that's when she got scared, she wanted me to be her boyfriend, so I was like yea, and tryen to
Think of Ell Ell"s lines in the back of my head, when I'm alone in my room, I can't remember what he said, but I know uncle Luke, bitch give me some
Head, it go...
[Chorus:]
One for the impalas, two for the gold thiefs, three for the switchas, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up,
Two twisted for the west side [x2]
[The Game:]
Shit I'm grown now, pops in jail, I'm on my own now, got my first kilo, and my brick for now, two door cutlass, sitin on that chrome now, headed to the
County jail, two tees commin home now, yea hommie shit changed, niggas don't bang like they used to, and I can't dunk like I used to, niggas don't move
Fast enough when they hear the WOO WOOP, and taken faiths played out like foo boo, I got a tv in the dash watching Friday, 21, no felon, tell nigga tell
Em crime pay, red rag in my pocket, doin it my way, two switchas, so the cutlas bounce sideways, 4 amps, 15 beatin the trunk, try to jack me for my
Shit, got to beat me to the pump, Punk, I'm on my gansta shit, nigga with an attitude, hold my motherf*cken gansta shit...
[Chorus:]
One for the impalas, two for the gold thiefs, three for the switchas, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up,
Two twisted for the west side [x2]
[The Game:]
Hey low, I'm a take these niggas back man, back to the number 4 Gorgia, nigga them shits were sway, remember those motherf*ckas, ya the number 4
Gorgia's man, when the new shits got old, we couldent afford the new ones man, so we want to motherf*cken pay less and got that black shoe polish,
Put so much shoe polish on thoes motherf*ckas, tryen to keep them shiny black, but thoes motherf*ckas turn leather, (hahuh) or like when the
Motherf*cken ice cream man nigga came through, I remember the niggas name, it was hector man, and he would come through in the ice cream truck
And got all the motherf*cken stickers on the ice cream truck, like he just ballen crazy out the game, this nigga got stickers of motherf*cken ice cream
Sandwiches, strawberry short cakes, UFOs, mof*cken big sticks, then u ask this nigga, do he got any of them mof*ckas he talkin about, all he got is
Malays, what the f*ck u in an ice cream truck for then hector?, get the f*ck out of here man. shh. look at these niggas now man, all these funny clothes
And jackets, and all f*cken li%^en, this looken f*cken crazy man, I'm a keep it gangsta on these niggas low, niggas can't f*ck with me man, I'm a on that
Mof*cken 1990, straight out of Compton, express yourself, Easy E, Jerry Curl dripen, MC Rim, black loak straight out the swab meat, Dr. Dre black
Kakkie, black tee shirt, motherf*cken gold roap around my neck, Dj yellow raider motherf*cken hat to the back, Ice Cube suck my motherf*cken dick
Shit...
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[Chorus:]
One for the impalas, two for the gold thiefs, three for the switchas, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up,
Two twisted for the west side [x2]
[The Game:]
Yo, I used to dribble the rock down the block, in 94, shoot the courts out, and killer wayne brought that porche out, I had the I'll est jump shot, so he bet all
His money on me, 12 years old with the hunnys on me, Patrick Hughings on, I kept fresh kicks, take a nigga out his Jordans if the motherf*ckers fit, they
Fit, so I'm back up the block, f*cken with the hommies tryen to teach them how to slap box, in front of the crack spot, feines fighting over crack rock, dimes
The size of golf balls, ya them shits was that hot, he had them black Locs like MC r?, and debull came through in that coke white benz, before 106 in
Park and 24inch rims, before these corny niggas kept these stickers under they brims, it was a little nigga in Compton, 5ft. 10, he was dope as a
Motherf*cker, I wanted to be like him...
[Chorus:]
One for the impalas, two for the gold thiefs, three for the switchas, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up,
Two twisted for the west side [x2]
[The Game:]
F*ck it I ain't gunna lie hommie, I used to do the hammer dance, make it worse I steal toes on and hammer pants, f*cked up right?, that's
When my pops had the weight, he had to blow when I was blowin in nintendo tapes, got my ass woped for taken the duck hunting gun outside, in my
Window watching all the kids have fun outside, ice cream truck makin noise, I want to run outside, but I'm a get my ass woped again if I run outside,
Swear I was on punishment until my tenth grade year, this new girl move on the block, light skin with wavy hair, I asked her if she want to hump me,
She was like: I don't care, so I took a train, and blow off, that's when she got scared, she wanted me to be her boyfriend, so I was like yea, and tryen to
Think of Ell Ell"s lines in the back of my head, when I'm alone in my room, I can't remember what he said, but I know uncle Luke, bitch give me some
Head, it go...
[Chorus:]
One for the impalas, two for the gold thiefs, three for the switchas, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up,
Two twisted for the west side [x2]
[The Game:]
Shit I'm grown now, pops in jail, I'm on my own now, got my first kilo, and my brick for now, two door cutlass, sitin on that chrome now, headed to the
County jail, two tees commin home now, yea hommie shit changed, niggas don't bang like they used to, and I can't dunk like I used to, niggas don't move
Fast enough when they hear the WOO WOOP, and taken faiths played out like foo boo, I got a tv in the dash watching Friday, 21, no felon, tell nigga tell
Em crime pay, red rag in my pocket, doin it my way, two switchas, so the cutlas bounce sideways, 4 amps, 15 beatin the trunk, try to jack me for my
Shit, got to beat me to the pump, Punk, I'm on my gansta shit, nigga with an attitude, hold my motherf*cken gansta shit...
[Chorus:]
One for the impalas, two for the gold thiefs, three for the switchas, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up,
Two twisted for the west side [x2]
[The Game:]
Hey low, I'm a take these niggas back man, back to the number 4 Gorgia, nigga them shits were sway, remember those motherf*ckas, ya the number 4
Gorgia's man, when the new shits got old, we couldent afford the new ones man, so we want to motherf*cken pay less and got that black shoe polish,
Put so much shoe polish on thoes motherf*ckas, tryen to keep them shiny black, but thoes motherf*ckas turn leather, (hahuh) or like when the
Motherf*cken ice cream man nigga came through, I remember the niggas name, it was hector man, and he would come through in the ice cream truck
And got all the motherf*cken stickers on the ice cream truck, like he just ballen crazy out the game, this nigga got stickers of motherf*cken ice cream
Sandwiches, strawberry short cakes, UFOs, mof*cken big sticks, then u ask this nigga, do he got any of them mof*ckas he talkin about, all he got is
Malays, what the f*ck u in an ice cream truck for then hector?, get the f*ck out of here man. shh. look at these niggas now man, all these funny clothes
And jackets, and all f*cken li%^en, this looken f*cken crazy man, I'm a keep it gangsta on these niggas low, niggas can't f*ck with me man, I'm a on that
Mof*cken 1990, straight out of Compton, express yourself, Easy E, Jerry Curl dripen, MC Rim, black loak straight out the swab meat, Dr. Dre black
Kakkie, black tee shirt, motherf*cken gold roap around my neck, Dj yellow raider motherf*cken hat to the back, Ice Cube suck my motherf*cken dick
Shit...
One for the impalas, two for the gold thiefs, three for the switchas, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up,
Two twisted for the west side [x2]
[The Game:]
Yo, I used to dribble the rock down the block, in 94, shoot the courts out, and killer wayne brought that porche out, I had the I'll est jump shot, so he bet all
His money on me, 12 years old with the hunnys on me, Patrick Hughings on, I kept fresh kicks, take a nigga out his Jordans if the motherf*ckers fit, they
Fit, so I'm back up the block, f*cken with the hommies tryen to teach them how to slap box, in front of the crack spot, feines fighting over crack rock, dimes
The size of golf balls, ya them shits was that hot, he had them black Locs like MC r?, and debull came through in that coke white benz, before 106 in
Park and 24inch rims, before these corny niggas kept these stickers under they brims, it was a little nigga in Compton, 5ft. 10, he was dope as a
Motherf*cker, I wanted to be like him...
[Chorus:]
One for the impalas, two for the gold thiefs, three for the switchas, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up,
Two twisted for the west side [x2]
[The Game:]
F*ck it I ain't gunna lie hommie, I used to do the hammer dance, make it worse I steal toes on and hammer pants, f*cked up right?, that's
When my pops had the weight, he had to blow when I was blowin in nintendo tapes, got my ass woped for taken the duck hunting gun outside, in my
Window watching all the kids have fun outside, ice cream truck makin noise, I want to run outside, but I'm a get my ass woped again if I run outside,
Swear I was on punishment until my tenth grade year, this new girl move on the block, light skin with wavy hair, I asked her if she want to hump me,
She was like: I don't care, so I took a train, and blow off, that's when she got scared, she wanted me to be her boyfriend, so I was like yea, and tryen to
Think of Ell Ell"s lines in the back of my head, when I'm alone in my room, I can't remember what he said, but I know uncle Luke, bitch give me some
Head, it go...
[Chorus:]
One for the impalas, two for the gold thiefs, three for the switchas, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up,
Two twisted for the west side [x2]
[The Game:]
Shit I'm grown now, pops in jail, I'm on my own now, got my first kilo, and my brick for now, two door cutlass, sitin on that chrome now, headed to the
County jail, two tees commin home now, yea hommie shit changed, niggas don't bang like they used to, and I can't dunk like I used to, niggas don't move
Fast enough when they hear the WOO WOOP, and taken faiths played out like foo boo, I got a tv in the dash watching Friday, 21, no felon, tell nigga tell
Em crime pay, red rag in my pocket, doin it my way, two switchas, so the cutlas bounce sideways, 4 amps, 15 beatin the trunk, try to jack me for my
Shit, got to beat me to the pump, Punk, I'm on my gansta shit, nigga with an attitude, hold my motherf*cken gansta shit...
[Chorus:]
One for the impalas, two for the gold thiefs, three for the switchas, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up,
Two twisted for the west side [x2]
[The Game:]
Hey low, I'm a take these niggas back man, back to the number 4 Gorgia, nigga them shits were sway, remember those motherf*ckas, ya the number 4
Gorgia's man, when the new shits got old, we couldent afford the new ones man, so we want to motherf*cken pay less and got that black shoe polish,
Put so much shoe polish on thoes motherf*ckas, tryen to keep them shiny black, but thoes motherf*ckas turn leather, (hahuh) or like when the
Motherf*cken ice cream man nigga came through, I remember the niggas name, it was hector man, and he would come through in the ice cream truck
And got all the motherf*cken stickers on the ice cream truck, like he just ballen crazy out the game, this nigga got stickers of motherf*cken ice cream
Sandwiches, strawberry short cakes, UFOs, mof*cken big sticks, then u ask this nigga, do he got any of them mof*ckas he talkin about, all he got is
Malays, what the f*ck u in an ice cream truck for then hector?, get the f*ck out of here man. shh. look at these niggas now man, all these funny clothes
And jackets, and all f*cken li%^en, this looken f*cken crazy man, I'm a keep it gangsta on these niggas low, niggas can't f*ck with me man, I'm a on that
Mof*cken 1990, straight out of Compton, express yourself, Easy E, Jerry Curl dripen, MC Rim, black loak straight out the swab meat, Dr. Dre black
Kakkie, black tee shirt, motherf*cken gold roap around my neck, Dj yellow raider motherf*cken hat to the back, Ice Cube suck my motherf*cken dick
Shit...
Writer: JAYCEON TAYLOR, DELMAR ARNAUD, RICARDO BROWN, DAVID DREW
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC.