[Intro]
They were the children we passed by everyday and paid no attention to but they watched us
We had the generations our parents came from
And we had the great personalities of their generation
To connect with
We had something to attach ourselves
They didn't
They were totally disconnected and disenfranchised
They're like a planet out of orbit

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
It's Slauson, boy [x6]
Y'all don't know
What u didn't heard
But where I'm from
U might get served
U might shoot back
U might get cracked
U might do life but
That's just that 'cause
We gangbangin' [x8]

[Verse 1: Cobby Supreme]
That's right, Supreme, okay, that's right, okay
See, it might be
The very last time u see ya family
That's why I pray every time I go to sleep
And every time I take a step up out my door
Don't forget to grab the strap off the dress-or (That's right)
N***a, Supreme you know it's still a rap-rock war (That's right)
Mix the cain right
That's wut the smokers fiend for
Lord, forgive me for I have sinned
I still chipped the n***a and walk off with a grin
My kids is thirsty they'll merk ya
They'll hurt ya
They'll dirt ya
They'll work ya (They'll work ya)
Overkill ya (Overkill ya)
And fill yo' ass up with 100 muhfuckin' shots
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
I don't know
What u didn't heard
But where I'm from
U might get served
U might shoot back
U might get cracked
U might do life but
That's just that 'cause
We gangbangin' [x8]

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
Yeah, we gangbangin', 9 double O 59 [?], NY City
L.A. is were we bang
N***as know wut it is
Disrespect a Smith and Wesson catch a hole to ya wig
Got love from blue rags (Rags)
Ride with my red rags (Rags)
If u got a problem with that u get yo toe tagged (Woo)
Look, I'm down for my turf (Turf)
Steady puttin' in work (Work)
Better watch what u say (Say)
Ge yo' face on a shirt (Shirt)
Look, I'm strapped when I ride (Ride)
See the gats to my right (Right)
Fully auto loaded, if u don't bust back then u die (Die)
I react when I'm high (High)
See the red from my eyes (Eyes)
All my goons is thirsty, they kill for the piece of the pie (Pie)
This is not a surprise (Surprise)
N***a, this how we live (Yes)
Rivals poppin' they lips
Then we pop in them clips
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
I don't know
Wut u done heard
But where I'm from
U might get served
U might shoot back
U might get cracked
U might do life but
That's just that cause
We gangbangin' [x8]

[Verse 3: Glasses Malone]
Woo, yeah, uhuh, then what we do, man, yeah, yeah, yah, uh, haha, from the West Side to [?], the Mad Ass Blue Vision, n***a
I'm a Mad Ass Eastside BG ridah (Ridah)
And fuck any trick who don't like it (Fuck 'em)
Bet they faint when they see the heat I ride with (Bet)
Guarantee ya leave these snitch n***as silenced (Yeah)
So who u side with? (Who?)
We better get along
If u don't get it right
I gotta do u wrong (Wrong)
That's the code of the streets, shit, they been the same (Been the same)
And I live by the code and we keep it gang (Yeah)
Can't pass the class of life unless u cheatin', mane (You can't)
And n***as ain't give me passes when they see the Range (Hell no)
They let they heaters aim, ride up on the side of me (What up?)
That type of shit bring the Southern Street up out of me (Haha)
They try to leave yo' n***a wetter than pastrami meat (Hell yeah)
And so I pull triggas, give these fakes lobotomies (Grrah!)
'Cause I'm a ridah, babe (Ridah)
With a lot of change (Change)
And enough juice to turn u fuckas into rotta-mane
[Outro: Nipsey Hussle]
We gangbangin' [x8]