Geah, geah, geah
This goin' out to all them G's
To all them thug niggas still in the pen
All my homies in YA and shit
Still in the struggle
For all them thug niggas out there representin'
Hoo Bangin' to the fullest
What y'all motherfuckers gon' do?
Check me out
What you motherfuckers gon' throw up?
What you motherfuckers gon' do?
Get your ass sewed up when I blast the.22
Yep, times is ill
Half of you niggas be wishin' rhymes could kill
Hoo Bangin', who claim the same hood as me
I guarantee the motherfucker ain't as good as me
I'm takin' chances with different circumstances to deal with
Got a brand new gat from my homie so I can kill with
17 Shots, makin' 17 niggas drop
Now 13 ambulances headed to the fuckin' spot
To sew up them niggas leakin' like toxic waste
It'll be a closed casket 'cause I blast to the face
They got a taste of my heater
Hot and sizzlin' like a fajita
The only way that a nigga could beat us
Is to be fast as a fuckin' cheetah
I said what you motherfuckers gon' throw up?
I said bangin' in the CPT
I sit back and reminisce about the days of old
As I crack the Olde Gold, watchin' my plot unfold
First rule, I always had to roll with heat
'Cause it's a cold cruel world with some stone cold streets
Which block you set trippin', hav' beef?
Wrong shit, out of their teeth, catch the reef
No sorrow, 'cause it might be me dead tomorrow
So y'all see the hollow, it's a code I follow
I really miss my G that got shot last year
So I shed a tear and pour out a little beer
Now look at how the enemies made me
I'm crazy, your skies is hazy
From the shoulders, you can't phase me
I blaze up the blunt and start to talk up
All the points for the hood I done chalked up
'Cause I ain't got nothin' to lose
I'm yellin' "West up, bitch!" as I serve you fools
I said what you motherfuckers gon' throw up?
I said bangin' in the CPT
Geah
I said what you motherfuckers gon' throw up?
I said bangin' in the CPT
C'mon, check me out
I said life ain't nothin' but bitches and money
Blast, get the cash, live my life like yummy
Time it flies when I ride, it seems funny
Make sure I spit the shells deep up in your tummy
Who got shot on your block? The spot's hot
Caps get peeled 'round the clock like tick tocks
No happy days, just criminal ways
And the criminal mind make sure the crime pays
Who lays deep in the cut? I'm givin' a fuck
'Cause sometimes I just feel like a nut
Dropped off in the alley so I can hit the gates
And release the wooden handle.38 with duct tape
Then copped a half from my nigga Al from Grape
Chronic got me beatin' my chest like an ape
Rape ain't the case they gave me, it was 187
For sendin' niggas to Hell or Heaven
What you motherfuckers gon' throw up?
I said bangin' in the CPT
Geah, c'mon
I said what you motherfuckers gon' throw up?
Bangin' in the ING
Geah, c'mon
I said what you motherfuckers gon' throw up?
Bangin' in the SC
Geah
I said what you motherfuckers gon' throw up?
Bangin' in the LBC
Geah, c'mon
Hoo Bangin' in the house, c'mon
Hoo Bangin' in the house, c'mon
This goin' out to all my G's
This goin' out to all my G's
Locked down in the pen, still in the struggle
You know how the fuck we do it
Geah, Westside for life, CPT 'til I die
Hoo Bangin' to the fullest, geah
What you motherfuckers wanna throw up?
Geah