Saddening, it's only right that we start this series off with something cinematicOnly certain niggas can touch the classicsYou're now listening to one of those niggasShout out all my people out there, waiting on a returnI started off in a old Toyota, switching lanes comfortablyYears back, different days, same fucker, Reesey Shawnee, she ain't * with meTill I got my Lexus with somebody, tell that bitch that they made by the same companyProvide the context for calling bitches, bitches, may your missus be your gravityShe gon' hold you down, but your mistress be the barbershopShe gon' line you up and sweep it under the rug, broomstick for the wicked witchesIt's the poisonous mentality, unfortunate realityFor citizens in the hood, that's what force us in fatalitySome see abortion as brutality, but don't care if the police force academyLeave me a corpse in a casualty, never see me taking pictures with a RoboCopIf you see a fucker, leave me a corpse in a casualtyPhoto op, nigga, that's PhotoshopTold them stop killing my niggas, then maybe we can talkNow * that, middle fingers beating off in a 96 GS96 GS, Long Beach, late 90s on the ESEastside, put the money over BSFam beers in my GSI'm riding with my real niggas onlyReal niggas only, real niggas onlyMy real, real, I'm riding with my real niggas onlyReal niggas only, real niggas only96 GSBetter leave these streets aloneBetter know these streets is coldThem niggas just keep the poleSinging like Keisha ColeIf music can free your soulI'm getting out my bars like a felon when he paroleOnce a week and I just reloadStreets love me when I drop itKeep it a hundred on these beatsI'm so money in the pocketI go dummy when I rock itGive me the drumbeat, I'ma wash itRappers go to the cleanersThe active flow of a geniusKeeping funding in the walletGet green like a weed growerKeep sending them beats over meAnd there's a pair of animalsCall us the streets, NoahAlways prepare for cannibalsMove with the leaf blowerLean you over, tear your mouth off meUnmannable ambulance be your chauffeurThen I'm walking through the clubIt's slow motion just like it's BentleyBottle service to DJ, play us some MachiavelliThese bitches is at the deliBread, meat, and cheeseVIP to the tellyGet head, sleep, repeatI'm in my 96 GS96 GSLong Beach, late 90s on the ESEastside, put the money over BSFam beers in my GSI'm riding with my real niggas onlyReal niggas only, real niggas onlyMy real, realI'm riding with my real niggas onlyReal niggas only, real niggas only96 GSYeahI'm backWhat up?Y'all know what's happening, yoShout out to all my people following the series on the gramYou know what I mean?The Blue BirdFacebook, all that *, you feel me?But yoI need y'all to go to that And I'm going to show youDownload that *So you can get hit every weekAnd every weekAnd every week, bitchYoWe back in this motherfuckerI'm going to put my foot on these niggas' necks all year, alright?Bark at you, dogLeunts on these manten invisibleYou put on all this *, don't laughAnd I'm likeWait, what is this?It's pretty much thatGet the * outta hereGet the * outWhat the * does it mean to speakKnow you just witnessedHe's been told y'allHe only shoppedyou