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Intro: 
Yeah  gangsta Dresta steps in this muthafucka and this one goes out tah all 
the 
O.G.'s out there and I can't forget about the baby gangstaz  what's up 
niggaz  my 
nigga they came back with some of that old school original west coast shit 
nigga that 
got all of y'all in this dig in the first place yeah so run that shit E  yeah 
........ 

Verse One: 
Cruisin' down tha street in my '64 
Jackin' tha freaks clocking tha dough 
Went to tha park tah get the scoop 
Knuckleheads out there come shootin' some hoop 
A car pulls up who can it be 
A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G 
He rolled down his window and he started to say 
It's all about makin' that GTA 

Chorus: 
'Cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hard 
Ya come talkin' that trash we'll pull ya cord 
Knowin' nuthin' in life but tah be legit 
Don't quote me boy 'cuz I ain't said shit 

(Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit 
Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit) 

Verse Two: 
Dotomy's in tha place tah give me the pace 
He said my man JD is on free-base 
Tha boy JD was a friend of mine 
'Til I caught him in my car trying tah steal a alpine 
I chase him up tha street tah call a truce 
Tha silly cluckhead pulls out a deuce deuce 
Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge 
One sucka dead L.A. Times front page 

-Chorus- 

(Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang, 
Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang) 

Verse Three: 
Bored as fuck and I wanna get ill 
So I went to a place where my homeboyz chill 
Niggaz out there makin' that dolla' 
I pulled up in my '64 Impala 
They greet me wit a 40 and I start drinkin' 
And from tha 8-ball my breath start stinkin' 
Enough tah get my girl tah rock that body 
Before I left I hit tha Bacardi 
I went to her house tah get her out of the pad 
Dumb hoe said something that made me mad 
She said something that I couldn't believe 
So I grabbed tha stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave 
She started talkin' shit what did ya know 
Reached back like a pimp slapped tha hoe 
Her father jumped up and he started tah shout 
So I bombed on pops knocked his old ass out 

-Chorus- 

(And if a brotha talks shit I give him a, 
And if a brotha talks shit I give him a, 
And if a brotha talks shit I give him a) 

Verse Four: 
Now I'm rollin' hard now under control 
Them wrapped tha '64 around a telephone pole 
I looked at my car and I said,"Oh brother!" 
Thrown in the gutter and go buy another 
Walkin' home and I see tha G-ride 
Now Kat is drivin' Kilo on tha side 
As they busted a U they got pulled over 
A undercovered cop in a dark green Nova 
Now Kat got beat for resisting arrest 
He socked tha pig in tha head for rippin' his Guess 
Now he is caught for doing tha crime 
For defense on tha boy he'll do some time 

-Chorus- 

(I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck, 
I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck, 
I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck, 
I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck) 

Verse Five: 
I went tah get them out but there was no bail 
My niggaz caused a riot in tha county jail 
Two days later in municiple court 
Kilo G on trial straight caught a fought 
Instruct him out tha court said the judge 
On a six year sentence my man didn't budge 
Bailiff came over tah turn him in 
Kilo G looked up and gave a grin 
He yelled out fire then came Susie 
Tha bitch came in wit a submachine uzi 
Police shot tha girl but didn't hurt her 
Both up state for attempted murder 

-Chorus-

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