YG - Piru lyrics

[Intro: Slim 400] Lord, what we got is real (Yup, it's all black) Yeah, and you're the only one that can judge me (Know that) Serving in these streets ain't right, It is what it is So what we doin' what we doin' so what Don't judge me speak my name I'm dancin', baby Slim 400 baby, lets go [Hook: Peryon] I twist my fingaz on the corner Sell crack, c**aine & marijuana Ski mask red rags & California Piru Piru I swang through the streets with all my partners Pimp hard charging fee to all the boppers Hundred round 223's inside the chopper Piru piru [Verse 1: Slim 400] Back then he was fakin' it n***as knew what it was, it was Bompton Same sh** I was I'm spitting 'till this day Shout the word out to baby Trey We speaking on the real one Better state the facts or don't say nothing That's yours to be & I'm keep it foreign that's Bompton on Spruce street I ain't never had to fake it Its a roll to play you should see it&, n***a You ain't never even heard of that (Aw sh** n***a, you better listen to Nip n***a) How you gettin' money how you stackin' Who your favorite artist, how you rappin' [?] You ain't learned a lesson from anything Been putting down i didn't earn mine Two shells and done did some time Like why? n***a f** you And that's really him Now recording me and him in the studio (Wiz) Balling out at the Squad meet. (Obama) Pulling out in all blastik sh** My favorite color been burgundy [Hook] I twist my fingaz on the corner Sell crack, c**aine & marijuana Ski mask red rags & California Piru Piru I swang through the streets with all my partners Pimp hard charging fee to all the boppers Hundred round 223's inside the chopper Piru piru [Verse 2: YG] Rich n***as still in the turf Since 16 I've been burned Mixed the brandy with the lemonade call it briminade Now we turned On the corner on the block with no t shirt Driving slow gonna that'll get you merked Caught em slipping in the turf RIP pictures on the shirt B-O-M-P-T-O-N Late night n***as creep in The reason your momma said when the lights come on bring yo a** in n***as hang out Talk extra we banged out Trade straps then trade them back Let the burgundy flag swang out, damn n***as don't want no escape plan n***as just wanna bird and chopper and that one from in his hand Bompton snapped back on my reybans Thinking back who the third Free him He my main man Piru [Hook] I twist my fingaz on the corner Sell crack, c**aine & marijuana Ski mask red rags & California Piru Piru I swang through the streets with all my partners Pimp hard charging fee to all the boppers Hundred round 223's inside the chopper Piru piru [Verse 3: Redrum 187] Didn't reach that Gotta reach back Protocol G-code I'mma teach that If you fool 'em we gon' eat that Heat that then we gon' reflack(?) Don't let them be in the p hat With the same damn thing Believe that Hands up no gun japanese that Redrum still A1 spit that be fact (?) (?) (?) Bompton where piru street at Big burgundy flag where we k** over mag Then we bring it right back I know every OG that came before me Turnin over in the grave they mad Its a glitch in the matrix You said gotta switch to the basics (?) (?) (?) When a homie got a life Other homie got k**ed same damn night Take flight on one of your own That sh** right there ain't right That sh** right there ain't right [Hook] I twist my fingaz on the corner Sell crack, c**aine & marijuana Ski mask red rags & California Piru Piru I swang through the streets with all my partners Pimp hard charging fee to all the boppers Hundred round 223's inside the chopper Piru piru