Urrey, wassup my young ****?

Man, them **** that tried to do some dirt the other day just rolled through this motherfucker, mane

For real? What kinda car them **** in?

You know, that white, that white Lark?

This Lark coming down the street right now? Man, watch out, man

Punk-ass ****!

The 9 millimeter rained shots up from the block

Them **** who was mugging ended up getting shot

These **** always gas and throwing on their mean mug

You fuck around with this young loc, you might catch three slugs

(?) I had to wet ya

How you gon' let a **** gas you, before he blast you?

Because you was a punk, you wasn't down for the funk

That's why marks like you don't get no love

One love to all my **** up in the pen

One love to my **** on the set, gone of Hen'

One time for that ass, two times when I blast

And when I put the 9 millimeter to your head, give me all your cash

I come from Cali, the home of the Golden State

Coming out of Frisco, the city of earthquakes

And we known for shaking and breaking **** down

**** up in that town walk around with their mug on mean, straight frown

**** don't give a fuck, I never did as a kid

And maybe that's the reason my lifestyle ended up like this

A (?) killa in a world with too much game

And my folks all they say it's my mama to blame

But nobody can say shit to me

Unless you got some dank, or some drank, or some MD2020

Because 2Took was the name that was given to me

Cause everyday I was gone off that dank and Hennesy

It's on, the motherfucking funk is on

So you **** stay strapped with your motherfucking chrome

Cause it's on, the motherfucking funk is on

So you **** stay strapped with your motherfucking chrome

Cause it's on, the motherfucking funk is on

So you **** stay strapped with your motherfucking chrome

Cause it's on, the motherfucking funk is on

So you **** stay strapped with your motherfucking chrome

I'm going fetty, gold thangs on everything

And every car that I had, it was known to swang

High speed chases through the cuts and backstreets

Playing with the popes cause I know they can't catch me

Hit a few corners, now I'm back in the high speed

Cause the SFPD black and white is right behind me

Threw my shit in low, push the pedal to the floor

I gotta get up out of here cause I got a sack of dope

This is the situation: I'm facing violation of probation

I gotta get up out of here cause more comes from the station

And now it's on, on like a lightswitch

Gotta skitty-skurrt up out of here on this little trick

Hit a right down the L doing about 80 by the park

Seen hella black and white chasing me with the narc

Once I'm through the Dolph, I'm bouncing out to my spot

I gots to lay low-key cause I make the turf hot

Got on the phone, report my car stolen

So the next day a young **** can be rolling

It's just an everyday thang in the sucka-free

If you get caught slipping, you gots to pay the penalty

The enemies always trying to get me

If it ain't these **** tryna smoke me it's the police fucking with me

And I wish they would leave me alone

But if they don't, motherfuckers, it's gon' be on!