(Conductor, we have a problem)

What's happenin'?

Check it out, yeah

Uh-huh

Yeah

(Conductor)

Powder softer than baby shit

Mercedes-Benz in the SL with the latest kit

Backseat, choppin' lines with a famous bitch

And I don't hide the way that I live, I just say this shit

Write a script and be the main like I'm playin' it

Gangster shit, was you like Caine or like Drea bitch?

Or was you like A-Hype? Pull up and sprayin' shit

Walk 'em down like Cube, stand over and finish 'em

Type of shit I liked to watch as a lil' kid

Watched the way that O-Dog walked and started to mimic it

I was ten when I first started this

Smokin' weed with my boy Johnny Pavlakis

It's that sick, now I chuck rules, I'm the baddest

Michael Jack' with a Pepsi can or Ray Charles in a spaceship

I can't see shit with dark tints

So now I'm on the block, phone booth like Clark Kent

'Cause on my side of town, that's just a sign you got dark skin

A bunch of contraband, you paranoid where you parkin'

The tender age of twelve, I found a toy on a park bench

Just because I went to jail, police can tour my apartment

Late teens, early twenties, time I faced ain't no mark shit

Been on the right path, but I won't hesitate to still park shit

I mind my business, get my money, and act like they don't start shit

Spillin' thousand-dollar sodas on the custom-made carpet

I ain't tryna stop what I started

**** playin' with my name like the block wasn't retarded

If this was the older days, you'd be watchin' what you say

'Cause we knowin' that your face'd be on the back of a carton, ooh-ooh

(Damn, Conductor, where'd you find this?)

Worthy

P Worthy

Street legend

Let me give y'all a lil' story 'bout P Worthy

I met him in Bompton

In the spot with a gang of homies

He walk in one day, we in there bickin' it

I'm like, "What's up, bro? Where you from?"

He like, "I'm from Piru"

I'm like, "Five sure," we been locked in ever since

This ain't no fairy tale

This is real street shit

A solid ****

No cut

Westside