cruisin down the street in my 6 4 i get my roll on in a six fo chevy cutlass sounds and the gangsta s still in me checkin the streets and yo my paint job is stickin i saw my cousin straight on the corner trickin couldn t believe what i saw so i bust a right and all i saw was a damn gang fight crips and bloods straight scrappin on the backstreets packin gats and shootin into swap meets five o s rollin and gafflin i m chillin i hit a u and saw a nigga straight slingin lley to a undercover five o five cars straight swooped and took him to the county yo i drove up 87th and saw a gangsta with a uzi and a 40oz of 8ball khakis low sweatshirt and locs on with a hat sayin jake capone i just rolled by i saw snake nigga what s up what s up havikk it s a 64 cut yo i hit front back side to side three wheel motion as i cruised out to east side yeah  i get my roll on you know what i m sayin scooped up b and said nigga what you wanna do whatever s clever let s roll through the central and crank the funk i punched out the piece out the window yo i hit a right on alondra i saw a freak cold steppin lookin like jane fonda what s up baby rhimeson s my id now have you rolled in a six fo chevy hooked on the dana danes yo we re two pimps she said no then she licked her lips kicked the seven digits her name was arhonda prod said that yo real propoer mobbed to the hood scooped up the killa g got a beep luva gee and saw mouthpiece gettin bent off the chronic chillin with a hoe parked the fo and pumped smooth criminal niggas on my jimmy cause my six fo is stickin tinted windows bumps and i m chillin i crank the funk and i bail to the corner sto gettin my roll on in south central yeah i get my roll on yeah hit crenshaw with the front cold slammin pumpin dope cuts by the straight draggin prod straight gee and a girl that s straight jockin my smoke interior plus my sounds are knockin i hit a right and saw bridgette in a 10 4 passed her up and got stopped by the five o they said my fo was seen in a drive by ran the plates and they asked for my alibi now where were you at six o clock i said at my girl shay on the 1 10 block my alibi checked and the five o s jetted out popped the trunk and i got my damn strap out cranked the fo and said outro my batteries need a charge so let s mob to the central we saw a cutie on the backstreets got her name and her number but baby wanted prodeje another day of cruisin through the s c rollin deep and chillin with the posse i try to chill but i gotta get my clown on cause in my six fo i get my roll on yeah i get my roll on in south central yeah i get my roll on 