Verse: This that South Central militant, you know what I represent and who I reprimand, I heard you looking for me, well let's go and start some drama again, they don't really want no problems with him, they know I ain't worried about them, I'm tryna get the gouda, while these niggas worried about how much I got and who I'm signed to, Strictly Bidness thas who, if you ain't bringing nothing to the table than you can't be apart of this crew, you know I stand on old rules, I still flash point foo, I just re up'd my inventory too, these niggas don't have clue, bitches can't even tell you who I'm fuccin on boo, the moral of the story is just to stay in yo lane, cause turning into on going traffic is suicide foo, you can follow my directions if you want to
Chorus: It seem these niggas hate me everywhere that I go, ask them niggas in yo section they know about me fasho, ain't no story behind this shit just know I get dough and if you looking for some shit than you gone get what you looking for
Verse: Most these niggas lose they life going against the grain, niggas tuff online but niggas bitches outside, you can be that nigga to yo bitch but that's about it, I try to stay to myself because I know these niggas gone fold, but wanna celebrate with you when you cop you a rolls, ain't it funny how the game go and friends switch, when you took the risks, they was scared to jump in but if you don't take a risk than how you gone win? Scared money never made money and it always rains in South Central California and I talking about the water from the sky, they know what they doing but it's still a lotta mamas crying , now it's more violence so what you mean it's time to calm down, if niggas still on that, you might as well be on that