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Ice-T, nigga, representin', strictly West side,
South in the muthafuckin' hiddouse
the technique, nigga
Representin' for my real out there
Fuck all you niggas, word

Saturday night in L.A., time to
My peoples hummin' a vibrator, gotta make crime pay
I'm two gats and I wish I could carry more
Might crazy, but I ran out of slugs before

Yeah, I know the watch me
But my vest clashes hard the Versace
So I'm just rollin' in the five hun'
I to low ride, now it's just for fun

I had cars, but now I got one
Hard to keep up ballin' when on the run
I got two kis in my and a shovel
Stepped on the one, so now I double

The shovel's for drama, I say more?
Got the fat stash under my passenger floor
That's for the other strap, the type
I gotta it close, in case shit gets hype

Got a in jail, she didn't snitch, she did three
I'ma have to roll solo they set her free
I got some other crimeys down, true gees
But got all day, so now it's just me

And kick this slang until the day I die
I can't go straight, I won't try
I'm in the game, so don't ask me why
life in L.A.

I low and I sag and cuss
I my face with the rag and bust
Long Beach and Compton are some towns
But South Central L.A. is where the shit down

Now niggas like they credit and like to get they loans on
So I hooked up my boy, who turns them phones on
He me 'bout this nigga who won't pay
He also said he knew exactly where the muthafucka

So I went and got some I hang with
crazy muthafuckas who I used to bang with
We a trip to his crib
I snatched his hoe and his kids and is what we did

I tied punk ass up
I the safe with an axe and then the phones we cut
I didn't his wife
But I next time, that I would take her life

I shot a nigga in his for disrespect, caught a body
Got a in Miami for a shoot-out at a party
Got blood in my trunk from a punk who

Had a partner tried to me and his cap, I peeled
Now I with my finger on my heater
Hand on my beeper, a light

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my face the rag and bust
New York and Philly are down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where my goes down

I low ride and I sag and
I my face with the rag and bust
Frisco and Oakland are some towns
But South L.A. is where my shit goes down

I used to enough water, you could float a boat
You ski on the mountains of fuckin' coke
But now, most niggas serve
So I let 'em the bank and then I'm all up on it

I serve 'em with a hoe
In a week, tell my bitches 'bout all they dough
I jack and I kill
The for the money, the kill's for thrills

I got nine blacks that still serve crack
Got a bitch who the Plaza too, on the track
Got a GTA connection and I fence for
Got some little kids that move my dope in schools

Got warrants for arrest in about twenty
Got a bigger body count fuckin' Norman Bates
I'm a killer, jacker, dealer, pimp
I'm out the hustler dream

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my face the rag and bust
Houston and Atlanta are some down-ass
But South L.A. is where that shit goes down

Tonight, I gotta meet nigga from around the way
say he's cool, I think he's DEA
He said he it bad, he heard that I got it good
I up ten kis of flour and met him in the hood

I met him at my spot, 'cause I know cool
Pat him down on to remove his tool
I made him name ten he should know
But still ain't shit in the game of blow

He asked to see the dope, I asked to see the
He for that briefcase too fast
A pig, yo, he thought he had the chump
I had my nigga in the with a bull pump

And now there's shot-up body all on the floor
But that's what the for

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my face with the rag and
Newark and are some down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is my shit goes down

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my face the rag and bust
Detroit and Chicago are some down-ass
But South Central L.A. is that shit goes down

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my with the rag and bust
D.C. and are some down-ass towns
But South L.A. is where the shit goes down

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my with the rag and bust
I know all my niggas live in down-ass
But South Central L.A. is where my shit down