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{This is the final boarding for flight twelve fifty-nine
from Los Angeles, destination to St. Louis
Thank

Damn G, the gettin' hot
So how the fuck am I supposed to make a
looking at niggaz through a microscope
In L.A. and they Momma sell dope

They trying to it
So what the fuck can I do to a profit?
Catch a flight to St.
That's cool 'cause nobody us

We stepped off the
gang bangers, professional crack slangers
Rented a car at
Drove to the ghetto and checked in a

Unpacked and I the three-eighty
'Cause where we stayin' niggaz look
But can't fade South Central
'Cause bustin' a cap is

Checkin' out every close
Seein' which one will clock the
this is the one no doubt
Bust a U and let's clear these niggaz out

Ay ay man, nigga?
Yo, well Lench Mob nigga!

Now 'em out meant casualties
had the L.A. mentality
Bust a cap and out of in a hurry
Wouldn't you know a driveby in

Them fools got
Took their corner day, set up shop
And it's than slangin' in the Valley
Triple the profit more than I did in Cali

Breakin' off rocks like Rubble
'Cause mark ass niggaz don't want trouble
And we ain't on edge we do work
Police don't recognize the and the sweatshirts

Getting bitches and can't stand a
Tony Montana
Now the shit's a war
Of gang where it was never seen before

Punks whirl when the gat
Four curl niggaz kickin' up dust
And some of are even lookin' up to us
Wearing our colors and talkin' gang fuss

Giving up much
Dyin' for a street that they ain't never of
But other motherfuckers want to stand
So you know the phrase, once again on

{Top of the tonight, gangs from South Central
Los Angeles which are known for driveby shootings
Have migrated into St. Louis
Leaving three dead and two others
No have been made
Police say is a nationwide trend
similar incidents occurring in Texas, Michigan and Oklahoma}

Boom! my homie got shot he's a goner
St. Louis niggaz want they corner
Shooting in weather
It's illegal business, niggaz still can't stick

Fuckin' police got the four-one-one L.A. ain't all, surf and sun
But we ain't thinkin' the boys
like the Hayfield's and McCoys
Now the shit's gettin'

now they lookin' for the colors and the khakis
Damn, the gettin hot from the battle
About to up and start slangin' in Seattle
But the raid about six in the morning

Try to catch a nigga while he's
Put his glock to my as I paused
Went to jail in my drawers
Tryin' to give me fifty-seven

Face'll be full of those tears
It's the same old and the same old nigga stuck
And the public defender givin' a fuck
The must be sparkin'

Talkin 'about a life plea bargain
You got to deal with the and Bloods by hand G
Plus the Black Guerrilla
And the white pride like Northside

And it's a riot if any more die
No or probation
Now is a young man's summer vacation
No for rehabilitation

look at the motherfuckin' years that I'm facin'
I'm a end it this 'cause you know what's up
My life is