Song: “#WestCoastDrama"
Artist: Big Ron-Loc
Album: #HostileAndHungry6 (The Mixtape)
Producers: Sinima Beats in the style of Dr. Dre

Hook

Verse 1

Thats on my mamma i been running with gangs from oxnard to st. louis since I was like 8 years old
Squabbles developed your block to carry weapons, Kids hitting like grown men chin checking
My Granny wasn’t sending the cops to no doors, My daddy diddnt preach at the church he pimped whores
My mamma smoked crack under age and died poor, We been funkin with Oxnard PD since 84
Who the fuc* won’t war, the chop stuck in the whip, Graveyard to twelve pm lunch, I’m with the shit
One ni**@ with a K, 10 dead holding they weapons, I don’t bang I bang on gangs like Blake Griffin, with hot lead
I Pop fled, looking scared like I’m a victim, Enemies ever cross my path i don’t miss them
Or leave letting anything breath its suicide, I treat the rappers that you pay to a lyrical homicide

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Verse 2

And shit on the n***a that they supposedly passed the torch, like shitting on a fresh lit grill they ass tortched
The only kind of torch I see, I ain’t never made a choice gang bang, A mark made a choice to bang on me
Why the fuck would I diss or try to mug you, when I could just walk up and boom boom boom boom
A bunch of bitches on YouTube looking like a fed case waiting to happen
Gang Banging ain't rapping, Hip hop videos ain't continuing a criminal interprise on camera you dumb fucks
Is fucking up the game, Music flat out sound like shit, Does that explain why the cops still in y’all shit
It’s a fact when the feds come through, extorting n***as like me, and then n***as like you
Hop on the same radar as n***as like, and they start fucking with you I’m gone time my shit and get it off quickly