Lets All Roll - Jayo Felony, DJ Nik Bean, Street Certified

Im from the S-O-U-T-H side of C-A, why they try to P-H

Still hit em up with that E-A, G-A to N-G-S-T-A

So fuck them them other N-I- double G-A-S

Hate the popos and kill the T-A

Hang with my crew blue strings in my shoes

Mary jane and some loop while we swangs in the coupe

Im addicting to macking hoes

Tracks, flows Crenshaw Boulevard backing foes

LA’s Finest and LA’s behind us Gangsta, hoochies, essays and whinnies

D’s still twisting, low low’s still hopping

Gangsta shit still dropping, Crenshaw still popping

Gang signs throwing up, body’s still showing up And O yea Time Bomb still blowing up, bitch

When you got the L. A confidential up in the place to be Ride with me Let’s All Roll, throw it up if you with me Im so cold, who am but staying G The Dogg Pound stays the learn all yall heard

Please date me when stick before you get serve

You know gangstas bang and gangsta slang

It’s just an gangsta thang

Gangstas dip and some gangstas trip

Im the gangsta slip and this gangsta crip

I used bump brother with the gangsta nip

Cause nobody else was on the gangsta tip

Gangstas smoke shroom and gangsta rock perms

Gangstas don’t listen and gangstas don’t learn

Gangsta rock braids and gangsta jerry curls

Gangsta’s going take over the world

Gangsta’s go to jail, gangstas skip bail

Gangsta’s make mail and gangsta’s would never fail

Gangsta’s goin stay on top

Because the gangsta is going to make the gangsta shit pop

Just lounge homeboy you in the gangsta zone

Heart thrown in California where the gangstas roll

My nigga slip is an gangsta

Cuz im an hoodster, an hood star

Im taking the hood far

The C Riders posted up with the bullet loco blue rags

Smoking the bombing fluid and keep dumping on you fags

I heard and seen it all and im hoping you fall

Keep looking at my nuts until I get crip ball

Im still striving, yea ya word is about what im driving

Your bitch is going me more, pedal to the floor

Fuck an navigator, nigga I can flip ten gators in my living room

If you cant to that nigga give me room

Had an courney 89', but your bitch made me mine

See the mother fucker ran on that biz state of mind

For mine I did the crime, had to run one time

And you take my dick in your mouth in one time

I fuck you in the butt and crip walk your liver

While I rich roll on the river

Caught up in the land of hard time

Back off mine, im mad im pushing an hard line

An hard cat with hard raps and hard rhymes

I hardly pay attention to rap

My mine say hard dick serve to an bitch aint no crime

Hood soft to hard dime, chicken way I flip mine

Hard hit and rip like canines, hit hard heads with no spine

March and start to take mine

Big D let me fuck that bitch and you fuck mine

Off hard liqueurs is harder than wine

Knocturnal comes through overtime

When I die build me an shrine

All is all is getting in my mind

I aint begun to speak yet, until that time

Let’s throw it up, throw it up Let em know, out in the west represent let it gold

Let’s throw it up, throw it up Let em know, out in the west represent let it gold