Lyrics:

What's happenin'? Shit, I know some' happenin'
'Cause everything's movin'

I know you're ready, so let the Twinz into your mind (Peekaboo)
I caught you sleepin' on the weather we be creepin'
Through the backstreet, droppin' off a sack of this G shit
Hold onto your horses 'cause you get the same that she gets
Nothing but a little, too much it'd be a simp
Livin' next to P-C-H had my way like a pimp (Say ho)
So I trips with the skirts at night, thankin' God
For another day, smokin' on that weed to pass the time away
Nothin' to do, but get high, make a hit
Urban life got me wanna do some criminal shit
No job, so I'm loungin' with my dogs and Locs
Playin spades, domino a dirty rick rack jokes
A familiar routine, no call so I'm stuck inside the P-A, lookin' bored as fuck
Tryna get this rap shit flowin' to a 'T' wit' Warren G
Forever love for my homies who looked after me
While I was down 'cause hard times had a choke hold
Mashed like potatoes, twenty four, but I stay strong
2X
Ain't nothin' wrong wit' gettin' ya hustle on all night long
'Cause you gotta survive to stay alive and uh...
Times up, sorry I kept you
This is what the Loc's who sit back and rap to

Born and raised on the street California
But now it's M-L-K and you know I'm strictly on a
Crazy ass mission, dippin' low as I stack
And doin' what I need to be doin to keep my pockets fat
Hittin' corners in the gray Seville
Kinda deep wit my niggas when it's time to chill
7:30 we in motion, bouncin' up the block
And you know it don't stop, won't stop, can't stop (Can't stop)
A long way from servin' Greyhound
But now it's on to the fullest with my niggas and the pound
'Cause this is G-Funk, we funk with that passion
That L-B-C style watch the homie start mashin'
And pressin' up, the time is up so you know
That the Twinz are puttin' it down on the real (Really doe)
2X
Ain't nothin' wrong wit' gettin' ya hustle on all night long
'Cause you gotta survive to stay alive and uh...
Times up, sorry I kept you
This is what the Loc's who sit back and rap to

The first day of the month, I'm cashin' in like Monopoly
Ain't no stoppin' me, the click steady droppin'
Them cuts that make you jump out yo seat
Wave your hands in the air and scream out Long Beach (Long Beach)
The G side - we slide with the dope shit
Go get another hit, its poppin' like coochie shit
It's just a thang we do, 'cause we got the flow
And if you didn't know now you niggas know that umm...

4X
Ain't nothin' wrong wit' gettin' ya hustle on all night long
'Cause you gotta survive to stay alive and uh...
Times up, sorry I kept you
This is what the Loc's who sit back and rap to