Roskopp - Charleston & Nellis(206/115) lyrics

[Verse 1: Swami Netero] Fresh off that 1-1-5 RTC Line/ Catch me up on Nellis With the fellas in my free time/ State Route 1-5-9 Where I reside/ 5-2-2-5 Muthaf**a east side/ Rep that LV sign Everywhere I go/ I'm Dizzy, b**h, I'm smoking like There's something burning in the stove/ Hotter than a supernova Flowing colder than a bowl/ Of bright white dry ice In snow at the north pole/ Yo, I got a gold soul And what you are's what you attract/ So I know I'm getting rich That's a muthaf**in fact/ Holding racks on f**ing racks Eating good and getting fat/ Just to make up for all the meals That my a** had never had/ Living surrounded by madness It's tagging on everythang/ Car crashes like everyday Next to tweakers spanging for change/ Mothers that's underage And the fathers ain't trying to stay/ 'Cause they too busy g**ning To care for another face/ And that's just hardly a taste It's far from safe around my intersection/ sh**, I'd suggest you get a weapon If you think of checking/ sh**, on the strip you need protection If you head the wrong direction/ Pa** the expressway And I bet you'll learn your lesson/ The Veg is what I'm repping East block, what I'm yelling/ Wordsmith, my proffesion You can feel it in my essence/ Ain't settling for second I was destined for the crown/ Got Vegas around my neck And we're heading for the clouds/ And that's without a doubt We got some talent about to pop/ Dizzy Wright broke the lock Now we're about to set up shop/ Been a problem since I dropped Bodhi 1 from the homie's house/ Sleeping on his couch After my mom had kicked me out/ Shouts for looking out And even caring for my greater good/ Don't know where I'd be Without the homies in my neighborhood/ Showing love even when I s**ed And couldn't make a hook/ And trusted I'd be famous Way before I'd ever gained some looks/ [Hook 2×: Interstate Fatz and Swami Netero] I be up and down Every street Nellis touch/(3×) Charleston & Nellis What/ [Verse 2: Swami Netero] Go ahead and pay a visit If you doubt me/ b**h, I'm East Las Vicious Certified and say it proudly/ I remember smoking loud In the ditch behind my house/ With the homies all around Choking like we in the county/ Cali made, Vegas raised Put the valley on my grave/ With a map of all the major lanes Etched into the face/ I'm a great up in the Veg f**ing legend in the 7/ Need a statue erected Next to every 7-Eleven/ Been copping all my threads From YNS or Ross Dress For Less/ Fishing Swishers from Hawaiian Since I was a freshman/ Set up my first fest In front of Lej?nd's address/ With the same homies I'll be repping with when I'm in heaven/ Tekken with my brethren Was my obsession after school/ Mowing down a few noobs In some Modern Warfare 2/ Maybe sip a couple brews If we jacked them with the crew/ Even took a few shrooms Just to see what they would do/ sh** was cool up on my block But go a single street across/ We had some homies getting shot And cops raiding cartelo's spots/ Even right across the wall We had some problems in the Bay/ Once got jumped right by the dumpster For spraypainting my name/ But that's ok anyway 'Cause that was just another day/ And my neighborhood raised me And made me who I became/ All the gangsters and the lames Wouldn't change it if I had the chance/ Bet I'm drying out the elote man With my cash advance/ Buy a mansion worth a few hundred Grand up on Hollywood/ Maybe cop a Phantom Just to stunt when everybody looks/ Book me better have Atleast a rack before we speak/ 'Cause guaranteed that all the bills That I'ma have ain't gon' be cheap/ 'Cause my family's gotta eat And we ain't sleeping at the same spot/ I know n***as will plot And I ain't tryna get my chain robbed/ But even after I leave My heart will be/ On the street where the 206 meets the 115/