3230

(アルバム： Summertime 06 - 2015)

Hitting corners, thugging with the blower, barrel louder than a motor
Keep the engine running when a nigga run up on ya
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 ya clout at? You ain't ever push nobody's scalp back
45, 9s 'round 9 in the AM
Yesterday I sat in place, today I'm finna take it
A week ago, they killed my bro, that's been the price of banging
Since my granny Alameda days, robbing cause we need a raise
Fingers do the talking when the Cs do the walking
And the Cs been polluted, baptism for these shooters
Seventh grade, I went to OCA, hooping up at Lueder's
With my Ru from Campanella we was crashing shit together

Three, two, three, zero

3230 Poppy St, we ain't chasing, 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 ain't know the call
Got this bitch that live off of Market that's down to hold the heat
Turn the water and power off, got to send patience, powered up
Evictions notices go unnoticed, the final hours up
Living off of borrowed time, committing crimes that's organized
Fortress ones and fortified, just tryna build my castle up
Got it in a dream, at night time 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
Wait until that casket drop, they dropping when that magnum pop