3230

[Verse 1]

Hitting corners

Thugging with the blower, barrel louder than the motor

Keep the engine running when a nigga run up on you

Another day in sunny California

The Feds taking pictures, and they tapping Motorolas

Everybody snitching, gotta live with paranoia

A soldier since the stroller—ask my mama if you doubt that

Homie, where your clout at? You ain't ever push nobody's scalp back

Four-five nines 'round nine in the A-M

Yesterday, I sat and prayed; today, I'm finna take it

A week ago, they killed my bro—that's been the price of bangin'

Since my granny, Alameda days, robbing ‘cause we need a raise

Fingers do the talking when the C's do the walking

And the seas been polluted, baptism for the shooters

Seventh grade, I went to OCA, hooping up at Lueder's

With my 'Ru from Campanella, we was crashing shit together

[Interlude Sample]

Three

Two

Three

Zero

[Verse 2]

3230 Poppy Street, we ain't chase it, they brought the beef

Used to the sounds of violence, my neighbors ain't never call police

Call it "following protocols," spark it if you don't know the call

Got this bitch that live off of Market that's down to hold the heat

Turning water and power off; got us impatient, powered up

Evictions notices go unnoticed, the final hours up

Living off of borrowed time, committing crimes, all organized

Fortress wasn't fortified, just tryna build my castle up

Dollar and a dream, at nighttime, we masking up

The deadly game of tag the older generations passed to us

I got a clip that's long enough to shoot until the casket come

With it 'til that casket drop, they dropping when that Magnum pop