This *** is ignorant right here, Rocket.
Yeah.
Nigga, this ***, this *** is so zany, man.
Yes, it is.
Mob ***, man.
Mob ***, man.
2000, wow, 10.
Uh-huh.
Rick Rock.
Rock.
What's happening?
He phoning this motherfucker.
What's that?
Yeah.
What's that?
Look, look, look, bitch, look, look, look, look, bitch.
I need my quick fast in a hurry.
Pronto.
Suck a runner up and get a three-piece combo.
What else?
Northern California from the slums of the Z.
Uh-huh.
New Adolphina kill you for a balloon of Kodak.
I'm on this special sauce right now.
I'm oiled up, I'm turnt.
Turnt.
Drank it.
Drank it.
Blank it.
Blank it.
Weed it.
Weed it.
Burn.
Burn.
Bumping my favorite rapper, go by the name of E4O.
He been saying *** 20 years ago, y'all niggas just nowed out.
It's over the air like a flying saucer, some of these suckers lost.
Never had close encounters with the streets or the cops.
My watch and my batteries, my rims and my tie.
My voltage regular.
My regulator starter and my amplifier.
Old school sighting on them dots.
Memphis, Memphis, Memphis, Memphis.
Memphis, Memphis, Memphis, Memphis.
Memphis, Memphis, Memphis, Memphis.
Memphis, Memphis, Memphis, Memphis.

Adio.
Howl.
Ruffers.
Ruffers.
Tweeters.
Tweeters.
Horn.
Horn.
Slap.
Slap.
Hookers.
Hookers.
Heaters.
Heaters.
Warns.
Warns.
Warns.
Warns.
Traps.
Bitch.
I ain't getting set up.
Trying to get the thread up.
Ain't nobody *** with me.
Coming from Vallejo.
Pips pushing tail.
Triple beating scales.
Eating these dreams.
Go.
Smack.
Bad.
Pills.
Dreams.
Tell me what you need.
I just got off the phone with my pimp partner.
He pimp ho.
Said he don't want no black girls.
He want some pink toes.
Some pink toes?
Yeah, some white girls, man.
They easy to manipulate, persuade, and play with their *** brain.
I said, man, you a fool.
Why you do like that?
He was like, Feezy, you know I'm about them dollars, man.
I'm a Mac.
I gotta admit, ever since I known him, kept a bad batch.
A stable of hoes, kind of like those.
And a bottle.


A pocket full of smacks.
We some bad boys.
Till we dead and gone.
We like to talk slick and sly, like the family style.
Little one-dollar nears with big dreams in our eyes.
Waiting for things to mature.
Waiting for things to materialize.
I know some niggas deaf and shot in the head.
I know some niggas deaf and shot in the leg.
I know some folks, they got their top split like a beggar.
For snitching and rolling over and telling on folks like you're a saver.
I was born to sell.
Never snitch a pail.
I keep stacking my cheese.
Got folks up in jail.
Held with no bail.
The judge threw away them keys.
Now I know fools talk about what they got.
But I'm really feeding these streets.
Chimp phones, laptops, bootleg DVDs.
Just tell me what you need.
I'm gonna pick up my folks from the Greyhound station.
He 33.
Said he ain't had pussy since pussy had he.
He went in when he was a baby.
Rushed out of Tehachapi.
Started off in juvie.
Ended up in the penitentiary.

Solid to the core.
Solidified job.
Said 40 they love you man.
Your name good behind them walls.
I said appreciate it family.
I'm just trying to play my part.
Stick to the rules and regulations the way that I was taught.
California raised a pit.
Not a Dachshund or a Chihuahua.
Might do it or might send it.
Bless your head like a pinata.
If you started I'ma end it.
I got the money and the power.
What was paid for not granted.
Same color as clam chow.
I got my right hand on my chest like a pledge allegiance.
Tweaking and tripping on high fast.
My heart is beating.
Sour diesel's on fire.



I'm choking and smoking and blowing and puffing all day my son.
Love one.
I'm loaded like a shotgun.
Got goons on the corner off California you know farty part of Buds D.
Half desperation, half determination.
Hustling is made of D.
Now I know Foon Sport bout what they got.
But I'm really up in these streets.
D-D-Real Gay.
TA-D!
Just tell us what you need.
Just tell us what you need.
Just tell us what you need.
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