[intro]
From San Diego, California
Cool-coolin in Cali
From San Diego, California
Cool-coolin in Cali
From San Diego, California
Cool-coolin in Cali
From San Diego, California
Cool-coolin in Cali
*DJ Scratch* Let’s go

[Verse 1]
Check it, it’s PlayaMob in the house
My name hold weight
I’m a muthafucken household
Used to try to knock bitches at skate world
I leave that bitch high and dry
I swear that my heart cold
Nobody want your bitch
She a TBT
Finesse her for that cash, credit card & EBT
Beat em up and body slam em
WWE
And see this thang up close
In your face like 3 deep
Nobody put me on
I did this shit on my own homie
Rap is whatever
We gon’ see where it goes homie
No matter what
I’m a still get that dough homie
I’m a cave the homie if he ever fucking fold on me
Affiliated with criminals like Nasty Bangin
Locked in with Buck Joe and them other crazy asians
Came with the homies
And couple of em gang bangin’
This thang on my hip will leave your body parts hangin’
? Too turnt with that full fledged trippin’
In the hall runnin’ fades
In the kitchen they can get it
I tell em chill out
But hot heads don’t listen
Last thing I wanna see is another brother in prison
In the 90s everybody bounce had muthafuckas jumpin’
Now they play our so fly because that shit bumpin’
Tell my sis whoop her ass
If I catch her in my wallet
This PlayaMob bitch
I break your heart & your pocket
[Hook]
Hey you can catch us on the blacktop
Lil bro got 100 round
He gon let 100 off
Smoking big doe
Hell nah we can’t match bro
I know you heard of Daygo
The cop killa capital
From the city
15 minutes from the border
If you need that work out of town
Tell em send that money order
And fuck a loud ratchet bitch
I need me a loner
Lil gullible bitch
That let me do what I wanna

[Verse 2]
Raised in the west San Diego
That’s that 8-5-8
I’m only linkin’ if we fuckin’
I don’t do play dates
And the homie gots some shit
That got a kick when it sprays
And I hate that feeling being behind them barbwire gates
And you know he got mad
Because he girl chose up
Hell yeah we saying fuck you
If you saying fuck us
When O.G lays game
It all gets soaked up
Nah I ain’t fuck your bitch
But I did get sucked up
I heard they hating
They gon keep it on low though
Its Lil Weirdo bitch
I know you know the vocals
Check the resume
Never fold I’m 10 toes
My shooters real shooters man
They really bust those
We just started we’re teenagers
You know we’re next
JSlide came through a bitch
I’m a fuck her friend
If she ain’t fucking or giving head
She getting left
Like 50 say I’m tryin holla for some sucky & bread
Baby weirdo said he got a new bitch with her big sister
Showed the pic
Like a I know them
They grew up in Linda Vista
I remember back in middle school
That bitch let me kiss her
And now that we grown
I bet she let me get that issue
I was raised in this shit
I was made in this shit
A couple thangs in our circle
So you ain’t taking our shit
I be in the field by myself
Homie you know what it is
I bet if I knocked your bitch
Then it’s a home run hit
[Hook]
Hey you can catch us on the blacktop
Lil bro got 100 round
He gon let 100 off
Smoking big doe
Hell nah we can’t match bro
I know you heard of Daygo
The cop killa capital
From the city
15 minutes from the border
If you need that work out of town
Tell em send that money order
And fuck a loud ratchet bitch
I need me a loner
Lil gullible bitch
That let me do what I wanna