Leaving LA

Lyrics

[Pre-Hook] Leavin' LA and it's back to the gun smoke And it's back to the west side, back to the red zone Dead zone, tryna catch one more, we'll kill his ass pronto All it take one phone call and his bitch ass done for What he tryna run for? Bitch what that gun for? [Hook] Ball like Alonzo, get his ass gonezo That's a new pack, we gon' smoke that like fronto Ball like Alonzo, get his ass gonezo Suckin' that dick, she gon' take out her tonsils I got a shooter like Quando, I got two bitches, I cannot do mono Let off that switch, I sent six to the ozone Not with this shit then at night you should go home I might just slip in your bitch with my robe on Balеnci', Balenci', but Christian Dior on Way too much Benji, I'm countin' up provolone Lеavin' LA and it's back to that murder zone Catch one today, I'm like "who is we swervin' on?" Talkin' 'bout killin', he don't got a murder bone [Verse] All three B's, they won't know what I'm workin' on But I'm swingin' that stick out a T-top And I smoke on an opp on a beat rock And they know Big Blue, he go up top And your bitch see these diamonds, she gonna flop Ain't no way I can get this bitch off my cock Get him up out the way, he get put on FOX And I'm so EBK, They can kick rocks And we go wipe the scene with a mop He get left out here bleedin', I let it knock I just popped me a bean, I lose my top I can't mix it with cream, I'm sippin' wok Why she talkin' 'bout love? I say bitch, stop Come and hop on the dick like a big thot [Hook] Ball like Alonzo, get his ass gonezo That's a new pack, we gon' smoke that like fronto Ball like Alonzo, get his ass gonezo Suckin' that dick, she gon' take out her tonsils I got a shooter like Quando, I got two bitches, I cannot do mono Let off that switch, I sent six to the ozone Not with this shit then at night you should go home I might just slip in your bitch with my robe on Balenci', Balenci', but Christian Dior on Way too much Benji, I'm countin' up provolone Leavin' LA and it's back to that murder zone Catch one today, I'm like "who is we swervin' on?" Talkin' 'bout killin', he don't got a murder bone