Down Ass Loc

[King Tee] Well it's the musically drunken King Tee, with the fifth of funk Guaranteed to make you jump like my 12 gauge pump, huh I've been around since the days of the Sugarhill groove Bust it out with "Act a Fool" When I was seventeen, made some mad-ass green Bought a six-fo' and some more gold things Had to play the part for the G's on the block So I bought a blue rag, bought a black Glock Ran with the bunch that was out to get paid The Westside of Compton over where the dead laid On Greenleaf and Central, where niggas get mental For a dollar, makin punk niggas holla I used to kick it on my front porch, drinkin some 'gnac While the homies stripped cars in the back Lifestyles of the short and broke Ain't worried bout shit, cause I'm a down ass loc [Hook: repeat 2X] So break the nigga off when you come to my hood Cause the little B.G.'s, is up to no good Jackin motherfuckers for they Dana Dane's Got 'em jumpin out they shit like the House of Pain [King Tee] Yeah, a young man with the grown man's gun Tryin to stay full while he's livin in the slum I used to bang on fools like I was goin insane From a notorious Compton gang It's King Tee, strapped "IV Life" Cause I don't trust niggas, I use the middle finger for the trigger Ease back, watch bullets, flock through the sky For the homies that died, and don't know why It's the crazy motherfucker with the hot-ass tec Makin hard niggas hit the deck Lifestyles of the short and broke Ain't worried bout shit, cause I'm a down ass loc [Hook]