I can't let nobody take none of mine

Far as rhymes I don't fake none of mine

I really over do it to you punk muthafuccas if you ever try to come and take one of mine

Name on your grave then I underline

Cuz wasn't nothing but a son of mine

We don't even talk when we out we just outside waiting for the bull shit to come alive

I was hella low in Modesto

Breaking O's down sending texts on a metro

Filling turkey bags with the best dro

Seal em up put em on the truck cuddy let's go

We was sewn in to them alleyways

Adapting to all them northern Cali ways

Tryna make a way out of no way was a no brainer the dope finna get us paid

Saw the enemies at the stop light

Come back spin around spin around spin around

Pull up on they ass hit em off like

Clack clack spin around spin around spin around

Giving out that gas set it off like

Flatline spin around spin around spin around

Throwing up the hood out the drop while the whip just

Spin around spin around spin around

I remember D double S to the N

I remember SPV from the M

I remember ABZ full of Cambodians repping Mo town Hit Squad then

I remember brothers from the SA coming in

Oak street mob BGF from the pen

Even all the woods with them 311 tags and them bloods out of Bedrock every now and then

Highway village to the camp gettin down

Paradise all the way to Varrio town

Empire boys even all the way parklawn

Airport side they don't really fuck around

I was in the hood with the boots on the ground

Tyna stay alive repping Uce all around

All trued up Claiming nine-four blocc

With nobody from my motherfucking blocc in the town

Saw the enemies at the stop light

Come back spin around spin around spin around

Pull up on they ass hit em off like

Clack clack spin around spin around spin around

Giving out that gas set it off like

Flatline spin around spin around spin around

Throwing up the hood out the drop while the whip just

Spin around spin around spin around