Shit gets funky in the deuce
They wanna catch a nigga like Legitimate loose
I keep a sprayer, player, and that's on the gooch
'Cause niggas nowadays be missin' on the bluck
It's Legit bitch, and yeah I'm down
Strikin' like a match, mayne, back to the town
Thinkin' of the days when I was grindin' the slums
Hillside, Cali mayne, servin' 'em love
And nineteen-fifty wasn't gettin' you shit
You needed twenty bucks to fuck with a hit
You never seen a big nigga run so fast
Four white men in the van yell "task"
On that ass but I'm out, and nigga I doubt
If the one-times could find my route
Runnin' through the crib splish-splashin'
I hit the picket fence and threw my stash in
Two-four-nine and eleven be hatin' a
Nigga like Legit can shake, I be shakin' a
Rollin' one time for the green, you know what I mean?
It's just my daily routine
I'm a danksta, right? The gangsta type
The mob, old rallies with the gangsta whites
Beanie cap fouls with my mug on mean
And cleaner than a nigga ridin' Vogues and zeens
Balls out low 'cause Legit rides slow
Full of the dank but I can do that though
I scope the whole block and then I bump the sounds
My nines hittin' like fifteens now
My homies give it up when I'm seen on site
I might give it back or just show I'm tight
Stopped at the light like the car is important
I slap it in low and let the cut dog bark
I'm outta there, mayne, and left the homies sprung
Plus the doobie I was smokin' was burnin' my thumb
With that, I'm out and off the scene
And back to the track, mayne, 'cause it's a daily routine
Early morning call for the wake
I gotta get dressed and go and cop a cake
My beeper goin' off about a thousand times straight
The brothas buyin' those on the block can't wait
So I'm on the mix, and bringin' it back
Hard white solid good A-1 'gnac
Comin' through slammin' at your porch side
I was even droppin' D in the Northside
So ask any pigeon 'cause I'm sure he's heard
The Click crew niggas was servin' them birds
Rollin' on the cuts with the blue and blue
And takin' y'all bitches to the motel room
Or either at the condo with the Kenwood loud
And smokin' more dank than the law could allow
The bitches did the dishes and washed the clothes
We even had the hoes who shined up Vogues
Mobbed around town like a can of Jake
I even got danked on the interstate
Whatever it takes to make or stack me some green
I was with it, mayne, 'cause it's my daily routine
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