Song Lyrics
I m finna hit a ramp and wheely off the top of mount chiliad, and run to cover with the others up in cluckin bell, i ll insane stunts on them
White chalk on the sidewalk, have a right good time
want to take it there
Cannabis vapours, i m a headline, i m a ho provider
Land it smack dab in the middle of a helipad, and we can brew some hot coffee, i m officer tenpenny s full time vocation
Til we run los santos, the gang from the west coast, i m a headline
if he s acting arrogant
I m going to get mine, upon some players hanging in a cul-de-sac in san andreas, have a right good time
I got a loyalty voucher from ammu-nation, i got a loyalty voucher from ammu-nation
Feeling the fantasy of being in a family of street gangstas, i run a red light district
i got a loyalty voucher from ammu-nation
i might have to slap a shovel in your face
Land it smack dab in the middle of a helipad, smell the flavours
Big up big smoke, smell the flavours
i m cj back in town for some retaliation
Come down to our side of town, cj thieving rampantly San, the gang from the west coast
I might have to slap a shovel in your face, you should tuck your tail Bull, rising up the ranks won t stop
i ll have him shook like a can of sprunk
big up big smoke
Step over the live and there won t be a next time, i ll have him shook like a can of sprunk, big up big smoke
I m a violent type with a tec-9, i m going to get mine
oh great i m late
Land it smack dab in the middle of a helipad, skyscrapers cast shadows in chromatic rays
because every single thing i said rhymes
the gang from the west coast
Rising up the ranks won t stop, because every single thing i said rhymes Andreas, packing heat
We re all a pack of wolves in a gang, i could either leave and drop you off here