{Verse: A.D.}
Any defensive im attack them im into being on offense
Eyes on the throne catch a rapper imma off him
N***as keep talking they don’t know im really with it ‘
Stray paint Compton did it with coffins
Used to be nas with the vine spittin lines for amusement
But I ain't with games no fucking confusement
On the block grab the mic and bloody loc it
Make it look eazy same city as eazy
Got cash money but im feeling kinda weezy
Smooth with the bitches I swing through em like breezy
Get a wifey I ain't talking shoes here
Sent you on a line but I don’t think you should move here
So many locs you would think uncles snoop here
Now im getting play for these spades like iamsu here
Nwa my n***a ice cube woo
Standing on my own now the ice cube strong
Keep it gangster now the ice cubes gone
I feel like bun b I feel like pimp c
Get up away from my armies
My n***as is so hungry my killers is hungry
These rappers holding these pistols but won’t squeeze
They claim they keeping it G but fuck me for speaking my peace
La vs. everybody home of the big boys
Used to work a 9 to 5 then I started whippin my wrist boy
Now my audios push like im hit-boy
Now somebody gotta let me out the cage