No Warning Shots

No need for me to kick an introduction

The streets already know who is busting

L-B-O to the motherfucking Y

Certified G strapped with a 45

Trying to get paid by any means

On the streets I'm a king at the triple bend

Known to flip zones like an acrobat

Put 20 inch blades on the Cadillac

Chopping up blades, chopping up zones

Strapping on teflon strapped with the chrome

Fully equipped, from head to toe

Dodging popos trying to get this dough

Got the dope fiends looking out for the spot

Give me two chirps when the block is hot

Breaking off crumbs for little ass favors

Got more ice cream than 31 flavors

We give no warning shots when we pass by

Once again the block is hot

After we ride, die

Marijuana, rocks, and Glocks

Rolling legit rides leaving haters star struck

Every time we passing them by

We give no warning shots when we pass by

Once again the block is hot

After we ride, die

Marijuana, rocks, and Glocks

Rolling legit rides leaving haters star struck

Every time we passing them by

So what you wanna do ese?

We got the Glocks, we got the rocks

I got that chronic marijuana non-stop

But if you think you're gonna smoke for free

You're tripping dog, you ain't that close to me

It's simple dog, we stick to doing business and things

Buying from me then triple your money off them fiends

I got that valle on lock, call me a don

I'm smoking chronic blunts and spit some Dom Perignon

Just like a pimp ese, I'm all about my money

It's funny these bitches love me

Introduce haters to buddy

Them fools better back up

Come around here with bullshit you'll get smacked up

That's on my click bitch

C-Moe controlling the scene

This brand new mag locked in

All them bitches be jocking

Because we so damn clean

Now we drop, drop, drop it like it's hot

I clock my Glock to the lock

And pop it 'til it's hot, ese

We give no warning shots when we pass by

Once again the block is hot

After we ride, die

Marijuana, rocks, and Glocks

Rolling legit rides leaving haters star struck

Every time we passing them by

We give no warning shots when we pass by

Once again the block is hot

After we ride, die

Marijuana, rocks, and Glocks

Rolling legit rides leaving haters star struck

Every time we passing them by

I want a Lamborghini W-T

2000 Lex OG

S400 G's

Alpine with the bass in the back

Smoking a chronic sack

But I'm still stuck in the slab

When no one knows if you'll make it or go wack

So all my homies put your straps up

And all the ladies throw them panties up

Ballers we hold them for ransom

I kick it with killers with tattoos

If you don't like us then fuck you

I pay them no mind and let my dogs loose

I treat them like a bitch kid who isn't good from the slap

I'll smash your face on the curb like American History X

'Cause I'm a hard head, I keep it coming

Ain't no stopping 'til I get what I want

And that's that cash money

Don't take it for a joke

You can get your license revoked

And taking walks through the block

Could leave your body in smoke

So be a bitch and tell the pueblos that you got something

But don't you ever come back to the block

Unless you rob something

We give no warning shots when we pass by

Once again the block is hot

After we ride, die

Marijuana, rocks, and Glocks

Rolling legit rides leaving haters star struck

Every time we passing them by

We give no warning shots when we pass by

Once again the block is hot

After we ride, die

Marijuana, rocks, and Glocks

Rolling legit rides leaving haters star struck

Every time we passing them by