[Hook: Julius]
It goes down round here, it goes down round here
I'm talking on the West Coast n***a
You get robbed, get stabbed, get shot, kidnapped
I don't really know what you rocking that vest for n***a
It goes down round here, it goes down round here
Them killers is out here dude
They dressed to kill, so we dressed to kill
If they out here we out here too

[Verse 1: Demetrius]
Yo I put that on Yahweh, my brothers from Broadway
Gangsta Crip, gangsta shit, n***a all day
Can't forget when them n***as shot him in the leg they
Thought he would be walking crippled but he was Crip Walking the next day
My other brother held the Tech close
Cause he stayed trued up when he was on Death Row
When it's drewed up that's when your blewed up from head-to-toe
Letting em know, this Long Beach to the death doe
My momma grew weed plants in the front yard
Momma threw these hands when them bitches front hard
Like the Venus de Milo, she was unarmed
But I seen her beat up a white hoe on the front lawn
Yeah, that's the 3 people that raised me and they was crazy
Like a fundraiser, they raised G's
I'm just affiliated, n***as used to ask me what my Gang was
I used to tell em I don't bang Cuzz
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[Verse 2: Julius]
It might sound fictitious, sound fictitious
Bullets wet shirts, now your outfits dripping
N***as tripping, n***as trip out
They trip round here, they get round-trip tickets
Cali survivors, consider them lucky
N***as over here ain't to be trusted, trust me
22 n***as might jump you on the street
Yeah, 22 Jump Street, .22's bust heat
Drive-by, I shoot your from the front seat
Shoot you on a back street, shoot you on a front street
These n***as out here slapping over bread, now your lunch meat
Even these bitches is street fighters Chun-Li
Now if you look new to these n***as
Then your ass'd out, nudity n***a
But I ain't tripping cause I fear it's not
It goes down around here, ear drops

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