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