9'6 (feat. Emc Senatra)

All I ever do is smoke weed (smoke weed)
Lost in the clouds with a bunch of pretty bitches
On the hood that I met last week (last week)
I bump that shit from the 90s (woo)
All day on the hood, motherfucker that's me (that's me)
What the fuck they know about 1996 West Coast?
Who the fuck wants beef? (Wants beef?)
If it's on, then it's on, rest in peace Eazy-E (Eazy)

Surrounded by the killers, up in 9'6
Nice wrist, nice whip, with a fly bitch (baow, baow, baow)
I'm rolling four deep in the Camaro
And I keep it fully loaded, when I ride through the ghetto
Don't ever try to get caught slippin' by the goons
If your homies don't like it, fuck it, they can get it too (bang, bang)
Old English letters on the wall
Trying to bang tough, we was way too small (woo)

But I'm glad I made it through, boy I put that on my moms
Couldn't think straight, we was running from the law (yeah)
Back in high school, we would ride for the cause
At a house party with a tank full of nos (yeah, yeah)
Party 'til the helicopter came through
Don't never let the money or the fame change you
I took a few hoes from my enemies
Shout out to Jessica, Veronica and Destiny

All I ever do is smoke weed (smoke weed)
Lost in the clouds with a bunch of pretty bitches
On the hood, that I met last week (last week)
I bump that shit from the 90s (woo)
All day on the hood, motherfucker that's me (that's me)
What the fuck they know about 1996 West Coast?
Who the fuck wants beef? (Wants beef?)
If it's on, then it's on, rest in peace Eazy-E (Eazy)

All you pussy ass bitches better lay low (lay low)
They better let my homies out, free Kato (Kato)
From the 213 to San Diego (yeah)
Drug dealer by the border, getting pesos (money)
I walk around with it tatted on my face (tattoo)
Keep that automatic on my waist (pab, pab, pab, pab)
My girl keeps trippin', but I don't lie (don't)
And my girl kept callin', but my phone died (let's go)

I was up in Long Beach by the 405
Don't get caught slippin' at the wrong time (yeah)
You just got a thousand more
And you ain't got money for the child support
That's why your baby mama talk a lot of shit about you
Don't try to act brand new (no, no, no, no)
Don't try to act brand new
Stop getting bitches names tattooed, sucker (ha-ha)

All I ever do is smoke weed (smoke weed)
Lost in the clouds with a bunch of pretty bitches
On the hood, that I met last week (last week)
I bump that shit from the 90s (woo)
All day on the hood, motherfucker that's me (that's me)
What the fuck they know about 1996 West Coast?
Who the fuck wants beef? (Wants beef?)
If it's on, then it's on, rest in peace Eazy-E (Eazy)

Crazy motherfucker named EMC (yeah)
Got juice with the mob that pay me (baow, baow, baow)
Got juice on the streets, where the dogs be (woof, woof, woof, woof)
I be worried about my money, fuck all beef (yeah)
I was just a Mexican off Slauson (yo, yo)
Stealing in my area, the law broke often
When I walk cooper, I feel closer to my coffin
Your girl eyeballin', when she know you watchin' (woo, ha-ha)

Click so strong, they can't even get close (no)
Taking your bitch off the smell of the smoke
She asked what I bump?, I say the West Coast
I asked if I could fuck, and she said, is that a joke? (Huh)
And now we smokin' on reefer (ha, ha, ha)
Back to the A, slappin' the hoes (woo, woo)
Jockin' the bitches, chucks on my toes
I was born in 9'5, now I chase the gold (yeah, yeah, yeah)

All I ever do is smoke weed (smoke weed)
Lost in the clouds with a bunch of pretty bitches
On the hood, that I met last week (last week)
I bump that shit from the 90s (woo)
All day on the hood, motherfucker that's me (that's me)
What the fuck they know about 1996 West Coast?
Who the fuck wants beef? (Wants beef?)
If it's on, then it's on, rest in peace Eazy-E (Eazy, Eazy, Eazy)