The Psychedelic Tribe - Two 97's & 98 Coast lyrics

[Verse 1: Haze] Party like a f**ing rockstar You know that we go hard Early age f**ers but we whipping in the latest cars And we whipping with your ladies down the f**ing boulevard Hit the avenue Big chilling with the crew We a bunch of GOON$ We a bunch of fools Skeets rolling up that icky goo I ain't hit it but I still be feeling kind of cool Feeling kind of good Rolling through my hood Shoutout to the dirty hoes Where the bros? Smoke blowing O's In the back of a black EVO Now it's time to go I'm out the door [Verse 2: Sober K] Keep it cla**y spitting on some sh** that's jazzy Black boy on the court serving them, you can't outcla** me Blacktip shark eating up you wack a** sardine rappers Your life is artificial, and your flows ain't beneficial You're corrupting kids mental's When they got nothing to live for Tutoring youngin's hard, I'm glad that I am their mentor All these phonies rap about money and how to get hoes Listen up kids right now that's not how life suppose go Maybe if you look out the door, step out of that state of mind, educate yourself and the answers you will shortly find [Hook x7: Bummy Drew] Coastin' & Rollin' [Verse 3: Bummy Drew] I've waken up to a certain kind of d**h My momma stressing over these bills & checks Grab a knife start my day Trying to survive without the pay Got a text from haze saying "Bro we gotta get paid" Meet him up But his momma tripping cause it's too late Hit the store to see who wants to play I say "give me the money" But haze wanted to spray Ski masks & AKs Is what I imagine day by day Stick someone up so I can get paid Finally took the money now, I'm sprinting away Creep through alleyways Surrounded by the KKK I said "please let me stay" And said f** this Hit one in the f**ing chest Then hit them with the lyrical content that I infest As the day goes I hit up randel to see what's up with his flows [Hook x15: Bummy Drew] Coastin' & Rollin'