[Intro:]
Yeah, gangsta Dresta steps in this muthafucka and this one goes out tah all
the O.G.´s out there and I can´t forget about the baby gangstaz, what´s up
niggaz, my
nigga they came back with some of that old school original west coast shit
nigga that
got all of y´all in this dig in the first place yeah so run that shit E, yeah
...

[Verse One:]
Cruisin´ down tha street in my ´64
Jackin´ tha freaks clocking tha dough
Went to tha park tah get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there come shootin´ some hoop
A car pulls up who can it be
A fresh El Camino rollin´ Kilo G
He rolled down his window and he started to say
It´s all about makin´ that GTA

[Chorus:]
´Cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hard
Ya come talkin´ that trash we´ll pull ya cord
Knowin´ nuthin´ in life but tah be legit
Don´t quote me boy ´cuz I ain´t said shit

(Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit
Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit)

[Verse Two:]
Dotomy´s in tha place tah give me the pace
He said my man JD is on free-base
Tha boy JD was a friend of mine
´Til I caught him in my car trying tah steal a alpine
I chase him up tha street tah call a truce
Tha silly cluckhead pulls out a deuce deuce
Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge
One sucka dead L.A. Times front page

[Chorus]

(Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain´t no thang,
Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain´t no thang)

[Verse Three:]
Bored as fuck and I wanna get ill
So I went to a place where my homeboyz chill
Niggaz out there makin´ that dolla´
I pulled up in my ´64 Impala
They greet me wit a 40 and I start drinkin´
And from tha 8-ball my breath start stinkin´
Enough tah get my girl tah rock that body
Before I left I hit tha Bacardi
I went to her house tah get her out of the pad
Dumb hoe said something that made me mad
She said something that I couldn´t believe
So I grabbed tha stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave
She started talkin´ shit what did ya know
Reached back like a pimp slapped tha hoe
Her father jumped up and he started tah shout
So I bombed on pops knocked his old ass out

[Chorus]

(And if a brotha talks shit I give him a,
And if a brotha talks shit I give him a,
And if a brotha talks shit I give him a)

[Verse Four:]
Now I´m rollin´ hard now under control
Them wrapped tha ´64 around a telephone pole
I looked at my car and I said,"Oh brother!"
Thrown in the gutter and go buy another
Walkin´ home and I see tha G-ride
Now Kat is drivin´ Kilo on tha side
As they busted a U they got pulled over
A undercovered cop in a dark green Nova
Now Kat got beat for resisting arrest
He socked tha pig in tha head for rippin´ his Guess
Now he is caught for doing tha crime
For defense on tha boy he´ll do some time

[Chorus]

(I´ll punk you like that, don´t give a fuck,
I´ll punk you like that, don´t give a fuck,
I´ll punk you like that, don´t give a fuck,
I´ll punk you like that, don´t give a fuck)

[Verse Five:]
I went tah get them out but there was no bail
My niggaz caused a riot in tha county jail
Two days later in municiple court
Kilo G on trial straight caught a fought
Instruct him out tha court said the judge
On a six year sentence my man didn´t budge
Bailiff came over tah turn him in
Kilo G looked up and gave a grin
He yelled out fire then came Susie
Tha bitch came in wit a submachine uzi
Police shot tha girl but didn´t hurt her
Both up state for attempted murder

[Chorus]