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Hood Musik - Kike Yanez/Mac Mall/Tito B/PSD
I'm from the darkroom hustla solid muthaf**kas
Comin' out the norte California where they love us
And a sache is where I stay
I was raised in the eastbay
Where the hoes get played and
The yay gets weighed
And if the ** is high grave you can get well paid
Them haters just hate
And players get laid and snitches get sprayed
For the sh*t that they say
In nortern cali we yellin f**k the police all day
Shake 'em up shake 'em up
That's before I throw 'em out
Go all out go all out
That's gamble man without a doubt
Paper route it's in the grinds words as necessary
Norte lado soldado will leave you in the cemetery
And 'em boys mandatory to keep on stomping
Stars the limit mothaf**ka we gon keep on knockin
Ya'll gon keep on jockin
It's Tito B up in this
Northern family reunion with darkroom family ya b**ch
Wa D R F you know the name
Back up in this b**ch mayne
Comin' with that sick game
Darkroom is the sh*t mayne
Always tryin to flip change
Buisiness always on my brain
Spittin rhymes with ***
Orage in the fast lane
Love the money f**k the fame
Love it when it f**kin rains
Live the life of f**kin pain
Only loyal was remained
Nortern calis my turrain
N S H is what I claim
Got you haters in my range
Cockin back and taking aim
Lil dude f**kin with a tycoon
I'll have u hightide and beat up in a darkroom
You see the tatoos is norte on mines
You voice so dirty but it's gotta shine
Look man don't make me act a fool
Before crooked Endu haveta come afta you afta you
I'm Lil Coner from that varrio grande
Decoto muthaf**ka runs through my sangre
Darkroom king of this concrete jungle
Lock the ropes on that ass in this UN rumble
Make 'em fumble when we hit 'em knock they b**ch ass out
Let 'em all know what this Northen Cali kids about
Joggin a death wish quick like ya tilt the feds
Color cotin every mothaf**ka in city or town red
Knuckle up like we do in this gang fight
F**kin with this UN is like f**kin with dynamites
And when it's time to ride I ain't afraid to collide
Bring ya dome you bound to get drowned like a tie tide
Look in my eyes see the life of a savage
Individual keep a bullet 'cause the damage
We can have it something tragic
Like spitting shells in they face
Hit 'em burn 'em up like mase
Dipped out without a trace
Floatin like a grass hound
Accelerate and smash out
I'm in the hood like D Bo
People get knocked the f**k out
I'm a young gangsta do the sh*t till I turn viejo
Lil homie ain't on my level
Do the math you pendejo
Why G do it real
Raised by OG's
Fo keys buckin shots at the police
On these b**ch pigs wanna see me bleed
'Cause my pockets fat like Steve
Plus I'm from the DG
Connecting ain't northern homies
Ain't nobody comin' reala
Rushin in the game hooked up with the familia
Soy el esterio and I been in since the beginning
When darkroom first start spittin 'bout this northern cali livin
From the San Fran streets varrio mission loco
Solo cholo in the lo lo tried to get it y todo
And our dear young punk
Thinkin he's tough and try to step up
'Cause I'm quick to pull the pistol
Even quicka to lift ya chest up
You betta strap ya vest up
In the 415 before they find ya ass thinkin
But they don't know why
O my o my I be like f**k 'em
I see them in the highway
Pull strap get to blappin talkin sh*t and crooked out sideways
Cali North do it big 'cause we don't nono lies
With middle fangers to them puercos
'Cause eyes are never fly
For yay bounce n were I stay
Clear da scene n evacuate
Green light smash
It's no surprise ya see yellow tape
Riders ride how it's telld how it is ya digg
Out here burn a bridge ya be suckin a cig