Bogart, Kailin, we bout to do this *, doing big time, R13V, the big lock game, you know
We bout the money in the cars, we bout the schemes in the cash, roll around, put it down
We got a stash in my dash, we doing big things, don't need to count what I make
Kept it real with the homies, so we smash from the gate, never catch us on the bottom, steady climb to the top
Much love to the homie, boy, I represent him a lot, homie, whether you a fool when I got your back
LB, let's run him up and watch him how to react, until we fall, we'll get them trippers and blasts
Flippin' chickens, keep on cookin' for as long as it lasts, it's all good in the hood when you puttin' in work
Spot him, shot him in the head, left him facin' the dirt, spot the money and the power, respectin' the game
Homie, cool, I'll put it down and keep on doin' your thing, it's the P-I-G-L-O-T
P-I-G-L-O-T
Put it down like no other, representin' the streets
We doin' big things, from the block to the lot, we doin' big things
With a gauge and a clock, we doin' big things
Slangin' glass and rocks, we doin' big things
Yellin' * the cops, we doin' big things
From the block to the lot, we doin' big things
With a gauge and a clock, we doin' big things
Slangin' glass and rocks, we doin' big things
Yellin' * the cops
I'm from the E-A-S-T side, east side, lost to the day that we died
On fuckin' high, with a bitch in the Glock
That goes to homies from the lotto, keep it platinum
Round love on the streets, * these
We rollin' blue 23, DeVille Cadillacs
And Lincoln Navigators, three-peat like the Lakers
And we down with the rain when I speak, it's known
800 is on, slow pain, old town, fuckin' cyclone
I love the dog game and the bitch love me back
Muffins, computer love, by Roger and Zach
Triple beam, all tie, hood rats all wide
50,000 a day, till my life is spied
Sauer's shine past, * puffin' on some vines
You a bull card, each side on stone
We doin' big thangs, from the block to the lot
We doin' big thangs, with a gauge in the glock
We doin' big thangs, slangin' glass and rocks
We doin' big thangs, yellin' * the cops
We doin' big thangs, from the block to the lot
We doin' big thangs, with a gauge in the glock
We channin' big thangs, slangin' glass and rocks
We Ron big thangs, yellin' * the cops
Bull card you show me love, now I'm showin' it back
Somethin' you can bump, in the bizzle or lap
This is for the homies, pushin' the work And this is for you killers out here doin' the dirt
Steady stackin' all this paper, makin' all that you can
True to the streets, this my word as a man I'm gonna ride for this, got my pride from this
And if I have to, I'ma die for this
Now there ain't nothin' poppin' but a gangsta party
China white, Coca-Cola, Jose Bacardi
Doin' big, like the Duke of Earl
Angel dust smokin', cowboys to girls
Southside riders had two Mexicans
Ball-headed locals and the bulletproof in
Bitches hatin' on us, cuz' we callin' the shots
This is for the G's on the block till the lot
We doin' big thangs from the block till the lot
We doin' big thangs with a gauge on the clock
We doin' big thangs, slangin' glass and rocks
We doin' big thangs yellin' * the cops
We doin' big thangs from the block till the lot
We doin' big thangs with a gauge in the clock
We doin' big thangs, slangin' glass and rocks
We doin' big thangs yellin' * the cops
We doin' big thangs from the block till the lot
We hair too big, in design tin devenir rüf
We're doing big thangs.
With the gauge in the clock.
We're doing big thangs.
Slang and glass and rocks.
We're doing big thangs.
Yellin' * the cops.
We're doing big thangs.
From the block to the lot.
We're doing big thangs.
With the gauge in the clock.
We're doing big thangs.
Slang and glass and rocks.
We're doing big thangs.
Yellin' * the cops.
We'll be right back.