East Oakland International

Still in the cuts with the
Money on the frontline
My life's so real it's
Somethin like the drumline
Your hear that bass thats for the streets
Argh he sell a little weed
Thats enough for me to creep

Burglary it might turn into a rape
I need that mother fucking cake
I don't celebrate
My birthday is the worst way
If they still rap it must be birthday
Cause I keep getting presents or maybe it's
Christmas I got trees in the ceiling
You know what im sayin
Catch me on international thats
My other traphouse
I buy pussy from the bottom and
I’m up 50 from the crackhouse

They stole my swag and they went Pop
I might have to go Pop, Your trendy
The only time that I shop
Is when I’m talking bags
Or when I’m talking blocks

Literally I'll serve your fucking block
I meet bosses that ship off orders i meet
Bosses that front off money
You need a mil? yeah! Bitch fuck with me!
You're thirsty bitch
I'm talking bout a dinner plate
I'll smack you bitches and
I'll smack the dealer

I came from the crack bitch
Ask yourself who realer?
If we really got beef
I do no mask killin' I'm my own
Bodyguard and i'm my Own J
Simpson i'm my own Al Capone and
Bitch i'll definitely go get em'

Give up my seat, but I can't stand
Snitchin', won't fuck me in my ass
Cause I'll kill your bitch ass
Got a lot of hate and pain
I wonder where that sprouted from?
Most dudes you know like me
You know they outcome

I got a lot of problems, so i smoke blunts, I
(don't) give a fuck about a charge
Nigga it's waterfront west Berkeley! yeah
Down to South Berkeley, I push that line up
Every time that i grind up

Bang! And make sure that my soldiers line up
Because everytime i open up them blocks
I want them lines up