Skatin Through the City

[Verse 1] Way before Lupe, before O.F I've been tryna ollie off the front porch steps Crept through Lynwood, my city was not calm Headed to South Gate, tryna see Mark Gon-zalez I'm a novice tryna ollie the curb If you're looking for some rocks then you can probably get served Not by me, the homies up at the park I thought I was Eazy-E, I swore I was Tony Hawk Mark's getting jumped over colors, some real shit Anyone fuck with us, we fuck him up real quick Move to Covina in the SGV That's where I'm at, my homie Tempie and my man Jeff D Me, my little brother in rhyme, we used to steal shit Claiming E-dub, so far from the realness Back in Midtown I'm surrounded by real Crips All I wanna do is smoke and skate on some chill shit So much to deal with, riding that blue bus I stay doing my thang, not giving two fucks Had a couple tussles, got respect from my peers Now they all leave me alone saying ''Cuz just weird'' [Hook] (x2) Skatin' through the city like I own this bitch In and out of traffic like I won't get hit Stay the fuck out my lane when I'm on that shit Skatin' through the city like I own this bitch [Verse 2] Still pushin' mongo nigga, I don't give a fuck Me and the homies in the back of a pick-up truck We skate pitches on fake bitches Hoping that one day we blow up and make riches Bending corners on my independence Longboard or penny board, I handle business I ain't trickin', I ain't tryna go pro Really it's the quickest way to get to the sto', oh You hear Wrek in the background It ain't weird to ride a skateboard if you black now Cubans in Miami and Chicanos in Watts Meet up at the McDonalds then head out to the spot Hella skate parks, no more runnin' from cops You don't stop cause you're old, you get old cause you stop Rest in peace Jay Adams and shout-out the homie block Used to never go to Venice 'cuz I thought I'd get shot [Hook] x3 [Outro] Y'all know what it is