Got a semi-automatic on the back and we
Hangin out the windows swerving lanes, screaming
On the I-15
In an all white beam
Going west for green, oh
We gon rock this city
Straight mob this city
Then headin off the scene, yo
Im too quick and deadly better run and move your feet
Think he on something i chase him up and down the street
Back up off me 'fore you bleed all over me
Seeing nothin but the dead, got those red sheets
Light up some sparks
With the team
In the park
But a opp rolled up tho
Now we running for the dark
And we getting our glocks ready
Gripped hoe
Shootem down Shootem down
Keep em down Keep it down
Dont look, no
Got a pound and its loud
Hear the demons making sounds
Lost all hope
And i see you diving into the sea
While i waited for you to come to me
No life, suicide is what i see
Crazy manic kid oh yeah, thats what i be
Got a semi-automatic on the back and we
Hangin out the windows swerving lanes, screaming
On the I-15
In an all white beam
Going west for green, oh
We gon rock this city
Straight mob this city
Then headin off the scene, yo
Got a semi-automatic on the back and we shooting up
Driving down the coast so we can stack them up, ay
See the ocean rising up, ay
Pour the blood in my double cup
Pour your bag out on the street, uh
Ima take what I need, yuh
Ima take what I see, and you better be running by the time i wanna leave, oh