howdy neighbours what a lovely sunny and uncloudy day it is come down to our side of town smell the flavours barbecues car fumes cannabis vapours skyscrapers cast shadows in chromatic rays upon some players hanging in a cul de sac in san andreas we re all a pack of wolves in a gang amadeus i m cj back in town for some retaliation reluctantly i m happy on the playstation vacation on occasion waste my days away and blaze a spliff oh great i m late i need to get my date a gift i could either leave or drop you off here or me and you could tea for two and we can brew some hot coffee big up sweet big up big smoke big up grove street og loc the gang from the west coast rising up the ranks won t stop til we run los santos check out my bmx it s really rad i m finna hit a ramp and wheely off the top of mount chiliad land it smack dab in the middle of a helipad chump that s a jump you ll never trump very sad i ll insane stunt on them grab a punk if he s acting arrogant i ll have him shook like a can of sprunk hey you re bringing brass knuckles in the place i might have to slap a shovel in your face run away to a safe place say your prayers or should i pull an ak wanna take it there nah you re a chicken you should tuck your tail and run to cover with the others up in cluckin bell cj thieving rampantly so if you leave your keys around i ll steal your banshee and i ll leave you bleeding rapidly feeling the fantasy of being in a family of street gangsters packing heat we re not about to leave in handcuffs big up sweet big up big smoke big up grove street og loc the gang from the west coast rising up the ranks won t stop til we run los santos  i m cj back in town for some retaliation i got a loyalty voucher from ammu nation the police they know me well down the station i m officer tenpenny s full time vocation yo i m going to go find a lowrider big pimping i m a hoe provider see the kingdom of the grove street rise up rolling over po po in a stolen rhino hijack a flight have a right good time might fly through the vinewood sign i m a violent type with a tec 9 i m going to get mine step over the line and there won t be a next time i don t just run a red light i run a red light district i m a headline because every single thing i said rhymes white chalk on the sidewalk that s a deadline big up sweet big up big smoke big up grove street og loc the gang from the west coast rising up the ranks won t stop til we run los santos big up sweet big up big smoke big up grove street og loc the gang from the west coast rising up the ranks won t stop til we run los santos1
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