Living In Southern California
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The Southern California I-E's
Where the real cholos gang bang
We creep creep and we Mobb Deep
Riding slowly, drinking the 40's, bumping the oldies
Every motherfucking day and taking the police out of the way
Just see for yourself, and find the nine in your fucking face (What?)
I'm a stricken, biggin assassin that don't give a fuck
West side rider, gun provider, can't deny, homicider
Fuck an outsider, doing it with my own steelo
Packing the lethal weapons that is making the enemigos get to steppin'
Out of my block, when the Glock goes pop pop
Making bodies drop drop and it don't stop
213'S, 310's, 323's
Put you on your motherfucking knees
With the bullet holes, if you ask me, it's straight insanity
Southern family, crazy as can be
We gang bang, always crazy like a motherfucker
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Where the motherfucking cholos are real
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Get your motherfucking cap peeled
Putting in the work, like a crazy Southerner
I take a hit and let you burn, make it hurt
Be the next motherfucker rolling in a hearse
I'm handling the business in the quickness
Ain't no way I'm gonna be caught
I'm too sly, slick, and wicked
Giving these motherfuckers competition, bringing the intermission
That is gonna be smoking your fucking ass, bitch
From the 5-6 deuce to the 6-2-6
Nothing but gang related cholos that were born without a conscience
I'm straight mobbing
Through your motherfucking barrio then I'm stopping
With these rhymes that I'm kicking and I know you haters love it
The way I'm doing it now, with steelo sounds and your smiles
I'm from town, but the only reason I do it for
Is for the brown Southern towns all around me
Mass murderers, Southern California the most dangerous
And ain't nobody that can hang with us
I guarantee, Mr. Lil G, the gangster celebrity
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Where the motherfucking cholos are real
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Get your motherfucking cap peeled
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Where the motherfucking cholos are real
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Get your motherfucking cap peeled
He's that original gang banging individual
Flashing gang signs, California's the state
Where motherfuckers get smoked if they don't cooperate
I puts it down, bounce bounce for this gangster town
That I'm living in, my gang, and I'm sending love to the 818
But I gotta take it back to the 310
'Cause that's where I stay, hey Inglewood, Inglewood
That's where my clickas at, in my neighborhood fool
I'm reckless and I'm crazy
And all you punk ass fucking haters will never ever faze me
No matter what you say or what you do
I'll gang bang on your fucking barrio or your crew
And I ain't afraid to die
Just grab your pistola and let your bullets fly fly
But it don't matter, yes I'll get you in the rebound somehow
And I'm out
Southern California and I'm staying proud
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Where the motherfucking cholos are real
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Get your motherfucking cap peeled
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Where the motherfucking cholos are real
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Get your motherfucking cap peeled
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Where the motherfucking cholos are real
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Get your motherfucking cap peeled
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Where the motherfucking cholos are real
Living in Southern Californ-I-A
Get your motherfucking cap peeled
Living in Southern Californ-I-A