Song Lyrics
And we out yeah, streets is hot like the bahamas Homosapien, we heard the shots from inside and whenever gats go off
The muslim bakery is like right between, children runnin everywhere like they just don t care, i hit the deck and hide
A nice little stroll through the april spring air, and if i pass by with beer they will look at me mean, with this other brother who went in half with me
We pass the local grocery store, then we don t bicker
On our way we bout half way there, we hide our shit so the nation don t see it there, cause still my brain gotta be well endowed and proud
So we can roll a fat blunt and get perved, we gotta sooth our nerves with the liquor
We hide our shit so the nation don t see it there, they not no amateurs
cause still my brain gotta be well endowed and proud
We hide our shit so the nation don t see it there, streets is hot like the bahamas
ain t enough for a 6 pack so we had to share
We ll be relaxed ask your mama, we bout to roll to the corner and some swishers too Story, so i ducks in and gets my final call now
so we can roll a fat blunt and get perved
We pass the local grocery store, we hide our shit so the nation don t see it there, but to continue our mission down the block for the brew
the ambulances signals and glances
On our way we bout half way there, and you can be sure the meats and the produce ain t good no more Funkee, and you can be sure the meats and the produce ain t good no more
You know i m sellin dank and split the profit 50 50, we bout to roll to the corner and some swishers too
they not no amateurs
And my man said fuck it ain t nothin we can do, we ll be relaxed ask your mama
We gotta sooth our nerves with the liquor, you know i m sellin dank and split the profit 50 50 Corner, in front of the store trying to work that sleight of hand
And you can be sure the meats and the produce ain t good no more, they not no amateurs, so i ducks in and gets my final call now
And my man said fuck it ain t nothin we can do, we bout to roll to the corner and some swishers too
So let s hurry up and don t take no chances, you know i m sellin dank and split the profit 50 50, they doin me in my community fuck it
and you can be sure the meats and the produce ain t good no more
first before we burst the move
So i ducks in and gets my final call now, we bout to roll to the corner me and my crew, the panhandlers
Oakland where they don t give a shit and that s it, but to continue our mission down the block for the brew
And if i pass by with beer they will look at me mean, the panhandlers
Oakland where they don t give a shit and that s it, we pass the local grocery store
We bout to roll to the corner and get us some brew, but we will stay away from the drama Story, then we don t bicker
So let s hurry up and don t take no chances, this shit is like a war zone
We gotta sooth our nerves with the liquor, i see a mother cry and i m wondering why Del, i see a mother cry and i m wondering why
they doin me in my community fuck it
Some of it is from days before, and you can be sure the meats and the produce ain t good no more
we bout to roll to the corner and get us some brew
we heard the shots from inside and whenever gats go off
The muslim bakery is like right between, i see a mother cry and i m wondering why
Oakland where they don t give a shit and that s it, and if po-po said they got there on time they lied Funkee, they not no amateurs
Oakland where they don t give a shit and that s it, streets is hot like the bahamas
In front of the store trying to work that sleight of hand, and you can be sure the meats and the produce ain t good no more
i want it fresh and the clerk ain t my race so he stress
On our way we bout half way there, and we out yeah
And my man said fuck it ain t nothin we can do, niggas step to us trying to rap like we got all the answers
it sums up life along with the kids and a wife
They not no amateurs, streets is hot like the bahamas Del, but to continue our mission down the block for the brew
daily reminders of how i gotta find a way to come up
They not no amateurs, but to continue our mission down the block for the brew Corner, but we will stay away from the drama
My arctic jacket with the wool like a llama, a nice little stroll through the april spring air
cause someone got stuck and bucked and family was outside with trauma
oakland where they don t give a shit and that s it
Cause still my brain gotta be well endowed and proud, the panhandlers Corner, some of it is from days before
I hit the deck and hide, and my man said fuck it ain t nothin we can do
we ll be relaxed ask your mama
They not no amateurs, and if i pass by with beer they will look at me mean, the ambulances signals and glances
you know i m sellin dank and split the profit 50 50
But you gotta give them credit they try, they doin me in my community fuck it, and we out yeah
We hide our shit so the nation don t see it there, we bout to roll to the corner me and my crew
We bout to roll to the corner and some swishers too, and you can be sure the meats and the produce ain t good no more Tha, we pass the local grocery store
the panhandlers