[Verse 1]
You don't wanna see me
You don't want none
I'm the one
That keep you levas on the run
I'm the OG in this game pendejos
Next to me
You motherfuckers are little hoes
Eastside banger Cocaine slanger
I'll fuck you up
Like an abortion with a hanger
In other words I don't fuck around homie
You don't wanna cross pass with me G
I been there done that
Left putos on their back
Now you can read R.IP. on their ?
I know I'm wanted
I know they still think about me
But that's what they get fucking with the 1-3
It's in my blood
I thought you knew what I do
I roll with a gang not a fuckin' crew
Check my criminal record
Ask about me ese
Motherfuckers will tell you
I'm from that Eastside trece

[Hook]
You don't wanna see me
You don't want none
I'll grab you by the throat
And pistol whip you with my gun
I'll fuck your mom
And call you my son
I'll whip on your pops
And make his punk ass run
So now what ese what you got to say?
You motherfuckers should know by now
I don't play I AK All day
Make you bitches pray
So get the fuck out my way
And hope you live another day

[Verse 2]
You don't wanna see me
I'm your worst nightmare
I'm the one who makes you shit
In your underwear
I'm one of a kind
Like a fingerprint
I keep it G'd up
Next to me you're a wimp
I'm bringin real shit back
So you can keep your bang on
Keep your mothafuckin enemigas on the run
Bangin music smashin on fools
Ese Tokes ain't changing
Ese I keep it old school
Love me or hate me
I don't give a fuck
Walk the walk ese
And talk the talk
I blue rag fool
That's what the fuck I do
White T shirt Khakis and Nike shoes
Bald the fuck up and black locs
64 chevy rollin' 100 spokes
Mr. Gangbanger not giving a fuck
Till the day I die I be throwing it up

[Hook]
You don't wanna see me
You don't want none
I'll grab you by the throat
And pistol whip you with my gun
I'll fuck your mom
And call you my son
I'll whip on your pops
And make his punk ass run
So now what ese what you got to say?
You motherfuckers should know by now
I don't play I AK All day
Make you bitches pray
So get the fuck out my way
And hope you live another day

[Verse 3]
There will never be another like me
From the 2-1-3 in LA SC
From the age 15
In Juvenile hall for a jale
Had to run up on a fool
And load my gun up
Did time in the system
And came home a G
49th street
Is where I started slangin' D
Ran that mothafucker real tight
With the homies
Ask about me ese
A lot of fools know me
Ran a fuckin muck
Around the city
Gangbangin selling dope
Ese I was with it
Went back to the pen
Behind a punk ass fool
And now I'm back giving putos the blues
That's who the fuck I am
That's what I do
I'm as real as they come
Ese true blue
You don't like what I'm saying?
Putos fuck you
You don't wanna see me
Trust me fool

[Hook]
You don't wanna see me
You don't want none
I'll grab you by the throat
And pistol whip you with my gun
I'll fuck your mom
And call you my son
I'll whip on your pops
And make his punk ass run
So now what ese what you got to say?
You motherfuckers should know by now
I don't play I AK All day
Make you bitches pray
So get the fuck out my way
And hope you live another day