San Gangster Valley

Lyrics

[Intro: Lefty Gunplay & Kiing Khash] Rest in peace SuckerFree104 (Yeah) See where the planes flying low It's Lefty Gunplay (Kiing) Yeah Free the solid, free the solid ones Keep that shit 104, street life (Westside in this motherfucker) [Verse 1: Kiing Khash & Lefty Gunplay] I used to hand the work out like a job fair Embrace all my challenges, doggy, 'cause life is not fair Couple screws loose, naw, homie, I ain't all there (I ain't all there) Send you from the coroners right to the pallbearer (Woo) God put the vision in my lifе and I'm grateful for it (True) Smash a lame on sight, so thеy hate me for it God got me, ain't no falling off, so keep waiting for it Put the work in, God gave it, mastered praying for it Ten toes down like a man, that's before anything I'm so in my motherfucking zone, I ignore everything Put me in that chair and in that court, I ain't say anything Made it through them tribulations, I'll endure anything Peep the cloth, boy, nah, you ain't cut from this I ain't never gave the cops nobody's government Hate it or love it, I'm the one that you ain't fuckin' with (It's Lefty Gunplay) Too thorough, too solid, ain't no funny shit (Bitch) [Verse 2: Lefty Gunplay] I'm coming straight out of Bolen on the news camera Lefty Gunplay with two hammers I just got off the phone with OMB Peezy (What?) Real Bolenero, never keep it Easty Yeah (Kings Have Arrived) I'm in the belly of the beast with some heat if you wanna meet me, yeah (We in G-rides) 10K for the meet and greet, I'll be over there, these other rappers can't fucking see me (Oohwee) Bitch, so what if I'm conceited? I competed with these other rappers and they couldn't fucking beat me (Who me?) I'm getting top from a stripper bitch, she from BST, I hit that fucking pussy every weekend Yeah, bitch, calculate these steps, watch the way I roll (What?) I'm concentrating on the fucking window when I throw (No) I wonder which way did my follow go? Bitch, it's the gunman and the reaper attracting hoes (Brrah) Yeah, face tats, how many, though? (What?) How many bodies you wanna see go? (One, two, three, four) Boom-boom-boom, hit him at the liquor store Goddamn (Yeah), bitches wanna stick me for my paper Lefty Gunplay, I'm from the trailer, fuck the Frazier Fuck it up in the whip, I'm like what's up? (What?) Hopping out that motherfucker with a big gun (Yeah) I'ma wobble up, yeah, I squabble up Lefty Gunplay, on the gang, they follow us Last night, I think I cried about five hundred and forty-two tears (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang) Yeah, free my peers Damn, that's a whole lot of football numbers Damn, my motherfucking homies won't be fucking here (Free the motherfucking squeeze team) Yeah, I stood tall in that mirror Sitting in that cell doing motherfucking years (Free the squeeze team) Yeah, not a motherfucking thing on my motherfucking birthday, I hate when it come near (Straight up) Nombre del Padre, del Hijo, del Espíritu Santo I tell my grandma I'll be back like a rato Yeah, on the gang (I love you, grandma) I'm a bad motherfucker with a pocket full of rocks, goddamn (Damn) Pocket full of Glocks Every motherfucking shot hit 'em, pop, pop (Yup) Hit 'em on the block, hit it, won't stop One of these days, I'ma pop Robot (Uh-oh, yeah) [Outro: Lefty Gunplay] YZ, you a bitch too, boy, on the set, you know you wanna be like me Bitch ass On the set Leftovers You pussy ass Yeah Another West Coast classic for you motherfuckers Yeah, Lefty Gunplay and this another head knocker Yeah Every time I go outside, I see a motherfucking helicopter Based on a true story (Yeah) And everybody wanna be a dope boy, everybody wanna be a baller All I ever wanted was a two-story Everybody wanna be a dope boy, wanna be a baller Based on a true story (Yeah, blocka-blocka-blocka-blocka) I'm a product of my environment and my life of crime Bolen Parque Varrio SGV, Kings Have Arrived