Ugh. C'mon – Straight from the 9-1-6 Where my H.O.G.'z at? Where my H.O.G.'z at? Hang su'm Swang su'm Souljah Sevin get em' ready I creep round creased down When it get low, sag I ... Bounce Drag like a 6-4 rack SACKTOWN Y'all know the game by now In a sense I'm hated then twizzle my name by now So it's the 4 to the 3 to the H to the O to the G from the S to the A to the C and uh I bring the capital city express straight to the chest How many claim to have game but never score? Let my junk knock like the Raven…. Nevermore Let it pour too deep for the levy, rep Christ somethin' heavy Keep the switches on yo Chevy Let it hang, watch the concrete ripple It's a Cali thing main so we keep the gold triple To the street scholers who want mo for they dollers Golden State ballers dip in Impalas with gold collers Chorus: This is for the... Chuck T's, French braids and Dickies The Ol' School lows to the souped up 50's From the... sunshine to the sea-side fog Hang su'm main, Swang su'm H.O.G Uh, Let it be known I'm from Cali boy (What part?) Sacramento Valley boy I thought you knew I'm deep in the street like Avon And I keep the hood hot like a keg o' Napalm Critique the content I don't gang bang I stay with the streets so I won't change slang Stay up out my face with this every day same thang I don't pull licks, I don't slang Caine I don't “Sip Syrup” I don't “Blaze Jane” And the ride I let hang don't mean a dang thang I'm sick o' all these haters out here tryin to take aim Mad cuz the young H.O.G. tryin to maintain Ain't a thang changed but my heart and soul Still, I love bendin' blocks lettin' it bark and roll Legit paper, still I gotta dodge patrol PD wants to see me on parole Fa sho Is my life all-good? No! But the Lord is my shepherd everywhere I go Valley stripes, phat chrome pipes - Whoa! Four-barrel heater, 6.6 liter – Roll! Chorus: This is for the... Chuck T's, French braids and Dickies The Ol' School lows to the souped up 50's From the... sunshine to the sea-side fog Hang su'm main, Swang su'm H.O.G