Here's your forecast fix for los angeles
Summertime & the livin' is. dazzling conditions are in store
La musica de harry fraud
All I want is freedom
Get my soldiers back some freedom
Me & 2 pretty bitches
Driving slow, smoking weed up
Incarcerated
My homies put money on your gringa
Intoxicated
I keep on thinking about my freedom
I'm smoking loud bitch
(Some of that og shit)
I'm smoking loud
(Some of that og shit)
I'm smoking loud bitch
(Some of that og shit)
I'm smoking loud
I'm driving through south central
About to get that 110
I'm gettin' flashbacks
When all my homies got jumped in
In a four door
To my enemies liquor store
I had drugs in my pocket
While I'm louding a .44
Gangsta music coming out my stereo
Exaggerated baggy pants
But we still wear it though
Skipping class just to talk to bitches
Sharing c-notes
Had my mother at my school
I hung around with killas
Searching for father figures
I feel nobody's listenin'
I feel the emptiness
I swear I feel it every christmas
I tell my bitches
I don't fuck with feelings
Mexican boy
I'm just hoping to make a couple million
And fuck some famous broads
Take em on gangsta missions
And be on tmz
Cause they sent me naked pictures
A bag of weed
And a gang of smoke
With self provoke
While white women
Keep sniffing coke from mexico
Purple kush, golden purple
The perfect way
My city is too gangsta wid it
Peep out that murder rate
Inhale, exhale
Let the burners bang
Gotta stick to that code
That shit's a certain way
I said somebody's gettin' merked today
Your favorite rappers be snitching
Lets set the record straight
I said I used to get that drug money
And then we turned into gun money
Og shit, I ain't talkin' that young money
I'm talkin' bills by the border
Some people run from it
Collect calls, speaking directly to the boss
Gotta keep it raw, purposely with my enemies broads
I'm day dreaming about a fancy car
Riding thru the projects
Homie we can make it far
I'm just living life by the moment
No loyalty, you suckas missing the main component