LBC

[Verse 1: KXNG Crooked] Peel the rag off my 650 Welcome to Crip City, riding to Makaveli Tripping on how he dissed Biggie, with the bitch semi in the stash Tempt me, I get busy on your ass, sipping Henny as I smash Creep in and drive in, know it's wrong, where I'm from Niggas die in the blink of an eye, we don't think of surviving On the brink of extinction, you think I'm jiving We ain't sinking, we diving head first when you get the bread first Hoes, flagging down Crooked's car on the boulevard, my niggas call it the [?] Where them shooters are like dammit, they pull your car Even a [?] play around, he getting bullet scars Bitches having kids early, Grammas by their mid-30s Raising their grand kids, I mean really though Twerking on a World Star video Just seen a hoe at the [?] Needed a hot combo and a lot of [?] Silly hoe, acting like a hundred dollar bill is a mill Bitches get you killed [Chorus] Niggas runnin your spot for the activis and pills Plus they always trying to jack the latest rapper with a deal Bodies being found on [?], laying with their heads turned off Police, they blame Long Beach