[Intro - Testing one, two, and YB [Verse 1 - Ya Lock down, time to make my block California on four hour watch now It's finna take over baby, hot Yeah the young county Konvict got the now I the rumors saying that I just popped now Like they never heard a hood nigga a hot style I got the to birds, and the block now Old want to holler at me because I'm hot now I got a new sitting in my drop now Song on the radio, about to drop now Music lives in California, living Ya Boy, the Roc, Konvict, it do? I been had what these other niggas to Take your home, and make her earn all them Jimmy Choos I hope you like heat, hot in the kitchen boo Do you have service? Am I getting - Akon] Hey, I know you heard we got the now Konvict supplying niggas the clock now money and we forced to put the Glock down Glock down, Glock And we expanded all the now And I can get accustomed to this No more spending all my cash to fight trial on lock down Because victory is all mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, victory is all mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine [Verse 2 - Ya Another watch, another chain, another copped Time to wake these niggas up alarm clocks I see them so we got to keep the arms cocked I'm the reason CA on watch about to get ugly, no Whoopi Gold Superstar, in the kitchen whipping O's Toss it to my youngins, me when you get it gone a rap nigga, we about to get it on I'm speaking for from the top down at Ya Boy, I got it locked down I to tell them this forever like a diamond I'm so hot, shorty I can the climate [Verse 3 - And as the pass by like a G7 And all my hustlers on the of 7-Eleven Pour another on the ground and we'll repping For all the homies laying down, resting up in And I you watching down And proud of how we locked it down No nothing stop the cash or get caught up In the streets, how we brought up [Verse 4 - Ya I'm from the city where the fiends shoot up and Load the ammo, it's time to shoot up the Game cold baby, you need a scarf Rockstar, but I'm riding like ark Louis shades, Dolce and cloth Your girl I stay fly like Santa Claus On the road with a trunk of Asher Roth We gone pop Rosay the package off I to God I went and got the Bay cracking y'all But I do it without L.A. backing dog Niggas say gone get me, I laugh it off Because they know I keep shooters basketball Lock it down, Kon throw away the key Real nigga, record deal ain't me It a while, but we still got from A to Z I put in work, nigga you got to say to me?