N***as pistol poppin like its 1999

I was 9 maybe 10 then again never mind

Press rewind back in time before rappers droppin dimes

Trap or die choppin pies with cliches all in they rhymes

Now its gucci prada anything designer

Money power the whole enchilada

Commas dollars the greens and the guava

They serve it to your flocka if you disrespect that blocka

Choppas on eaves droppers f**k these choppers I'm about it

Grindin like 2pac or biggie poppa yeah you hot but I'm hotter

Car jackin pistol packin motherf**kin choppas clappin

Metal jacket automatic magazines head on traffic

Fenders smashin windows crashin pants saggin f**k your fashion

Yeah a n***a run manhatten but back in cali's where it happen

Its gucci escada anything designer

Groupies poppers they all gonna swallow

It was prolly the robbers the goons and the goblins

They hatin a lot medulla oblongata

From new york to san andreas all around the world

I'm goin back to cali I'm goin back to cali

From new york to san andreas we screamin f**k the world

I'm goin back to cali I'm goin back to cali

N***as was whack I'm out here boomin on the west side

You know what I'm saying wessssst

I'm aton careful out here lookin out for the enemies color

You already know how we do

We don't f**k with the enemies color

We getting everything anything moving

See I'm shootin I'm shooting that n***a on the side

Cuz you already know how we do

Yall folks be yappin this back n***a

F**k that black n***a slippin' on the cash

I'll make that happen with the sawed off

Maserati like atari with no car keys push to start it

New bugatti 2 bugattis testarossa blue ferrari

Lamborghini system bumpin me no worry rastafari

This the hardest supersonics systematic too retarded

New versace new apartment bigger closet newer carpet

Hit departments cooler garments set my goals up to accomplish

Shoot a target cause you the target moving targets new accomplish

Kill the game but still regardless beat the charges do the honors