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Ice-T, nigga, representin', strictly West side,
South Central in the hiddouse
the technique, nigga
Representin' for my niggas out there
Fuck all you buster-ass niggas,

Saturday night in L.A., time to
My peoples hummin' a vibrator, gotta make crime pay
I'm packin' two gats and I I could carry more
Might sound crazy, but I ran out of before

Yeah, I know the feds me
But my vest clashes hard the Versace
So I'm just rollin' in the five hun'
I used to low ride, now just for fun

I had cars, but now I got one
Hard to keep up ballin' you're on the run
I got two kis in my trunk and a
Stepped on the one, so now I gots

The shovel's for drama, I say more?
Got the fat stash spot under my passenger
That's for the other strap, the automatic
I gotta keep it close, in case shit hype

Got a bitch in jail, she didn't snitch, she did
I'ma have to roll solo they set her free
'Cause I got some other down, true gees
But they got all day, so now it's me

And kick this slang until the day I die
I go straight, I won't even try
I'm in the game, so don't ask me why
It's in L.A.

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my face the rag and bust
Long Beach and Compton are some towns
But Central L.A. is where the shit goes down

Now niggas like they credit and they to get they loans on
So I hooked up my boy, who turns them phones on
He told me 'bout this who won't pay
He said he knew exactly where the muthafucka stay

So I went and got some homies I with
Some crazy who I used to bang with
We took a trip to his
I snatched his hoe and his and this is what we did

I tied they ass up
I cracked the safe with an axe and then the we cut
I hurt his wife
But I promised next time, that I take her life

I shot a nigga in his neck for disrespect, caught a
Got a murder in Miami for a at a party
Got blood in my trunk from a punk who

Had a partner tried to play me and his cap, I
Now I rest with my finger on my
Hand on my beeper, a sleeper

I low ride and I sag and
I my face with the rag and bust
New and Philly are some down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is my shit goes down

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my face with the rag and
Frisco and are some down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where my shit goes

I used to enough water, you could float a boat
You could ski on the mountains of coke
But now, most serve chronic
So I let 'em the bank and then I'm all up on it

I 'em with a cute hoe
In a week, tell my bitches 'bout all they dough
Then I and I kill
The for the money, the kill's for thrills

I got nine thousand blacks that serve crack
Got a bitch who the Plaza too, on the track
Got a GTA and I fence for jewels
Got little kids that move my fuckin' dope in schools

Got warrants for arrest in twenty states
Got a body count than fuckin' Norman Bates
I'm a killer, jacker, dealer, pimp
I'm livin' out the hustler

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my face the rag and bust
and Atlanta are some down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where that shit down

Tonight, I gotta meet this nigga around the way
say he's cool, I think he's DEA
He said he it bad, he heard that I got it good
I bagged up ten kis of and met him in the hood

I met him at my spot, 'cause I know it's
Pat him on sight to remove his tool
I him name ten niggas he should know
But that still ain't shit in the game of

He asked to see the dope, I to see the cash
He reached for that briefcase too
A pig, yo, he thought he had the chump
I had my nigga in the closet with a pump

And now there's fuckin' shot-up all on the floor
But that's what the for

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my face the rag and bust
Newark and Miami are down-ass towns
But South L.A. is where my shit goes down

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my with the rag and bust
Detroit and are some down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where that goes down

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my with the rag and bust
D.C. and are some down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where the shit goes

I low and I sag and cuss
I my face with the rag and bust
I all my niggas live in down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where my shit goes