The 13

Lyrics

[Hook] I'm such a G I ride until I die on these L.A. streets (You know I'm a keep it gangsta till the day that I die) Staying sucka free For all my homies throw up the 1 & 3 (You know I'm a keep it gangsta till the day that I die) [Verse 1: Slow Pain] I'm from the streets of L.A Where the hood don't talk Little youngstas pack Glocks And tintos crip walk Where the homies gang bang For corners and blocks To slang 50 dollar ? And chopped up rocks Around the clock we on them triple beams Love them dope fiends Stash spot in my cutlass supreme I'm Slow Pain little savage Love my people to death Viva la raza tattooed on my chest Hot ones in ? Play beforе the shit goes down Car chases all day, so know thе outs of your town Helicopter spotlights, gang fights with fileros Down ass gangstas like the homie tony guero I put the pedal to the metal Smashing on the east side Mexican flag flying out my low ride Getting high smoking p dogs with my OGs Throwing up the One Three [Hook] I'm such a G I ride until I die on these L.A. streets (You know I'm a keep it gangsta till the day that I die) Stay sucka free For all my homies throw up the 1 & 3 (You know I'm a keep it gangsta till the day that I die) [Verse 2: Sniper] I raise my glass up Throw my hands up Lay back in the cut Chilling like what Remy on rocks ? On pop It's Friday night And the blocks real hot Cause us eses way deep (Way deep) in the streets of the sick southeast L.A. Big Sur south side All the homies tatted up, brown Pride Ride and die for the hoods that we claim For the love of the boogie bang bang Sporting blue rags and 501's Rolling on in the California sun Foos hitting foos up, where you from? I stay true don't acute never one Cap it off with that crazy ass V Throwing up the 1-3 [Hook] I'm such a G I ride until I die on these L.A. streets (You know I'm a keep it gangsta till the day that I die) Stay sucka free For all my homies throw up the 1 & 3 (You know I'm a keep it gangsta till the day that I die) [Bridge: Slow Pain] Gangstas don't die we multiply Hit a switch on a bitch Get drunk and lowride Call the homies from the hood Dog let's gang bang Don't ask questions homeboy It's a brown thing [Verse 3: Slow Pain] All my primos in the hood You know it's all good 6 deep in a candy fleetwood Summertime in the city Hand ball in the park Budweiser and a nine In case some shit start Lil Demon got a chrome Harley Davidson bike Balling off the hook Pass the muthafucking kite Old Town we on fire Pass the wire homeboy Slow Pain the OG We don't play homeboy [Verse 4: Sniper] S-N-I-P-E-R Q-V Show a homie love Throw your ones and threes I'm such a G you such a freak Baby throw it up Throw your ones and threes Old school OGs big 2-1-3's All my ladies in the front Throw your ones and threes Sick sick southeast Big L.A.C All my riders in the house Throw the one and three [Hook] I'm such a G I ride until I die on these L.A. streets (You know I'm a keep it gangsta till the day that I die) Stay sucka free For all my homies throw up the 1 & 3 (You know I'm a keep it gangsta till the day that I die)