Space Boogie

Yeah nigga, West coast

Westcoastin', floatin', oh so floatin'

Nigga, G'z Young Gotti

I'm like fuck a bitch and fuck you too

It's so many different things that I'm gon' do

Switches all fucked up livin' in the '80's

Jackin' niggas for Nissan trucks

A quarter piece to flip it's me and Daz and two bitches

I never gave a fuck, nigga Daz and Kurupt

They say, this ain't the way to get rich

I might as well get me a bitch

I don't get it, I take it put a glitch in the Matrix

Flip some bricks to strip ya bitch naked

'Cause I just don't care, live from "G" square

Wit a vest and a cup to put in the air

Nigga, fuck a bitch and fuck you too

What a punk mothafucka like you gon' do?

I holla'd at Dr. Dre, hit up Bigg Snoop

Wit the candy cut-cut perfectly on fueled

It's on one, nah he said, "It's on two"

On fifteen shells, ducked and detailed, de-railed

All you to want do, do what the fuck you want to do too

Get what ya got to get to get through

Light what ya wanna light to light fire

Big arsonist blew to white fire

Blast through ya home or blast to hit doors

Crap like the crap table, Canaan Abel

I'm signed-out Sinatra, galactic Gallagher

Metaphysical, sixteen Calibur metallica

'Sane asylum shanker, big and little banker

Punk mothafucka, bust a bank mothafucka, yeah nigga

We can go heads nigga you bitches be hatin' nigga

Heard what I said nigga, lend me some bread nigga

Keep ya chest bust like lead niggas

The fed nigga, Daz and Fred nigga

Kurupt Young Gotti, baby face Capone

We on Niastra, nigga on the microphone

Never, never have I ever gave a fuck

That Nigga Daz Dillinger, Fred, Kurupt

And we do what the fuck we want to just do

Get what we got to get to get through

And we blast what we got blast to get ours

Life of a gangsta in a world of stars

Light what ya wanna light to light fire