Rock Wright - Straight Outta L.A. lyrics

(Intro) {Rock} Yo Zay! {Zay} Waddup? {Rock} I got something to say! (Hook) Police bending the corners on every turn tryna' catch a mother f**er to burn But this is how we do it out in South L.A This is how we do it out in South L.A Come to the city in the wrong f**in' colors you done This gangland n***a where you from? But this is how we do it out in South L.A This is how we do it out in South L.A (Verse 1) Coming straight outta L.A A smooth mother f**er named Rock Wright With a gang of n***as down to run your sh** at a stoplight Better act right-[gun blast] Fool I tried to warn ya We ain't with no funny business out in Southern California The land of the OG's, the land of them smoked trees Real n***as move in silence that's why I stay lowkey So I can get rich and drive past them dope fiends With a Chevy 64' or an El Camino on lics Damn Martin dreaming is a b**h When you're living in a nightmare right outside the fence Since fifteen, I kept a blade on me Case them n***as bang on me Thought that would make 'em leave me alone Until the homie said, " Why you bring a knife to a warzone? You dumber than David facing Goliath with a stone These enemies got sub-machines and AK's n***a Rock you better recognize this is L.A. n***a wa**up!" (Hook) Police bending the corners on every turn tryna' catch a mother f**er to burn But this is how we do it out in South L.A This is how we do it out in South L.A Come to the city in the wrong f**in' colors you done This gangland n***a where you from? But this is how we do it out in South L.A This is how we do it out in South L.A (Verse 2) f** the Bloods and the Crips f** the fact that I'm black the police out here wanna trip f** the fact that when I'm out my mama barely gets sleep f** the fact she got visions of me shot down in the street f** the fact that me and my brother now have beef f** the fact he's Piru, f** the fact I stay in blue f** the fact that now he's active he don't wanna come thru Telling me that he's bool, f** the fact I love his a** that I won't watch him go through This lifestyle going straight to hell, leaving his only option casket or cell f** the fact that my aunty gotta sleep with a shotty underneath her bed f** the fact when I was twelve My granny said I couldn't wear that red And-One shirt that I got for Christmas Ironically the next week it ended up missing Rather that than her grandson, running from the cornerback Like he's Bo Jackson (Hook) Police bending the corners on every turn tryna' catch a mother f**er to burn But this is how we do it out in South L.A This is how we do it out in South L.A Come to the city in the wrong f**in' colors you done This gangland n***a where you from? But this is how we do it out in South L.A This is how we do it out in South L.A (Verse 3) "I'm gonna knock you out" ain't what my mama said Instead she been calling me the chosen one My whole family look at me like I'm the Golden Child But I'm tryna figure out how- Maybe they see something in me that I don't see Maybe they feel an energy that I don't feel But regardless I got the eye of the tiger and I'm in for the k** Slaving hard God, I pray I don't die in this field I've lost homies - Man this world is getting lonely But they say that the toughest battles go to the strongest warriors So on God and my mama Imma be victorious Wa**up! (Hook) Police bending the corners on every turn tryna' catch a mother f**er to burn But this is how we do it out in South L.A This is how we do it out in South L.A Come to the city in the wrong f**in' colors you done This gangland n***a where you from? But this is how we do it out in South L.A This is how we do it out in South L.A