Tray Deee - Gang Related lyrics

[Dat n***a Daz] Yeah, call up my g**nin a** homeboys Tray Deee, CJ Mac, and WC What's happening n***a? [CJ Mac] One time... On this, Long Beach historic collaboration Dub-C, Tray Deee, Daz, and CJ Mac Real riders... real riders, do real things Real riders, do real things Ha ha, yeah, thought you knew She sells, sea shells, by the seashore It's time to she s-h-ome mo', skanless See me in the Benny posted up sippin Remi All you side is riders round me every time you bust you see me Barrio, Rolando, five plus one Numero, never dos, saggin five-oh-ones Gangbanger f** that (westside!) take the cash flo' Peace treaty what? Save the drag low My enemies be slidin through here, f**in with these b**hes That I be callin my little sisters Get your dick s**ed, cost that a** half a bird f**in with them hista-b**hes get that a** served Tie them up, holla me up, do this all the time Don't say sh**, or watch that a** catch a nine (pow...) Real riders do sh** that real riders do Long Beach and South Cen-tral, for real crimin fool Chorus: repeat 2X [WC] Ollie ollie all on G! [Daz] Get a pistol whippin if that a** start trippin (Oooh-ooh!) [WC] Ollie ollie all on G! [Daz] Survival of the fittest and it's up to us to get it [Tray Deee] It ain't no pity in my city told you once befo' Think you're pretty come here kitty get your lumps for sho' Get your guns ready jump if you Gump steady bump Cause ain't none here be punks what we hump Chevy trucks Penny chumps get they bluff called, swift Pig bow down to dust all quick Every b**h get her kicks off the deez and switch Ain't no guessin who the next you spend the evenin with This the life n***as like, k**in fights and violence Breakin in the days from fillin nights with sirens Smilin only when I hear the enemy pa**ed on And blast on the last known n***a to act wrong Been sane insane since named surface Doin what it take, motherf** if it's worth it The turf come first (westside!) all the rest is secondary Most other n***as k**ers only if it's necessary Daz know they a** can't fade it (straight up) Long Beach to SC, stayin Gang Related Chorus [WC] k**-a-forn-ia, home of the color bandanas Where n***as are known for set trippin gettin' they bang on for a livin' AK-47, Chuck Taylors and K-Cutters Gettin on my sag on, blast on, as I mash on you busters Rollin in my Coupe Do' with the dura-clip Full of n***as with jheri curls, perms, and a toothpicks f** a rap record, I run with n***as with jail records Tats on they necks, blue brownies and hairnets Two-strike victims, n***as with full counts No smiles, quick to knock your b**h-a** out Caught in these Westside activities, drivebys and casualties Lord please forgive me for this g**n mentality But I was raised by a crew of straight k**er's n***as Pulin triggers on trenches and knick kickers No studio gangsters just n***as affiliated Dub-C, Tray Deee, and C Mac, gang related Chorus 2X