Beatnick - Peace Treaty lyrics

[Verse 1: Murs] This sound like summertime, sound like a picnic Bloods and crips at the park just kicking it You ain't from my city if you never heard of 'key the rock' You ain't from my city if you never heard of Cedar Block Having birthday parties up at (?), huh It's all about the kids so we all get along Chilling with your red or blue fitted on Even though it's a powder keg that we sitting on Oh, it's a fight? Then everybody fighting We all jumping in even if you don't like it If you from the block then you got his back If that's how you rock then holla back And nobody want no problems, Jack A game of dominoes, and a lot of yak Been the minute since the riots and all of that (?) truce, about time we brought it back [Hook] (n***as showing up, from this gang and that gang Nobody set tripping, cause it's a black thang n***as showing up, from this gang and that gang Nobody set tripping, cause it's a black thang Blue and red everywhere, look how strong we are) [Verse 2: Fashawn] Sound like Grizzly city in the summer, don't it? We about 5 point 0, swing another donut You ain't from my city if you never heard of 'First Street' You ain't from my city if you never heard of 'Chris' Meat' Fool, birthdays up in Homespark Kaki's with overblown starks Throw 'em of the shoulders with the little homie Shawn hand gonna let his chromes spark Back in 9-2 Every young n***a I knew, bang red or blue Every young k**er I knew had a bulletproof But while we at the barbecue we gotta let it loose Huh, really? I'm not interested in the drama Wait a sec, just spotted my next baby mama I'mma marinate with this 40 ounce Later I be laying up in shorty house, fool [Hook] [Verse 3: Fashawn] Okay, where was I, now we at the crib Finally got me alone, body outta this world Lil mama was gone, blame Malibu beach For a sentiment tone, I had to get me a taste But it really couldn't wait She had dubble D's, no waist Georgia peach with a California face It's like I escape when I'm inside her Ayo, Murs, she remind me of a Impala [Verse 4: Murs] Hold the one that just came out the bathroom, huh The fly one with the tattoo on the thigh Light skin girl, turned her red in the sun (?) on with her hair in a bun You see the babygirl on the vaseline Those Asian dudes got me thinking nasty things We two-stepping to the sunset Been at it all day, but we ain't done yet [Hook]