Perico - 8 Digga & A Flow

(Another Mike D exclusive) If I wasn't selling dopes I was pimpin' Whole time I was crippin' Now I'm all the way legitimate I been fighting demons I'ma gentleman If I wasn't selling dopes I was pimpin' Whole time I was crippin' Now I'm all the way legitimate I been fighting demons I'ma gentleman It all started 111th street Between San Pedro and main That's East 111th I was waiting for my boy to drop something off for me Look, ah, yeah call up Juan I got 44 thousands, nigga meet me at my aunt's If you pull up to the block, I got anything you want I'm 'bout to whip this ay, bae hit me later on I gots to get it, no can't sit around wishing Heard its 'bout to be a drought so I'm out pimping Building a my momentum I'm stacking fifty to a million Niggas tried to wear my shoes, but they can't fit them My nigga Celly in a Rolls wearing rose gold fresh home Many bullshit getting stepped on I gotta paint this picture make sure everybody get it I be gripping Alcantara sliding through the city G one nigga I ain't never had job I put more pressure with my grind, I'm a real master mind We ain't on a same page, ain't no point even trying Now I'on real like these niggas, ain't no point even lying If I wasn't selling dopes I was pimpin' Whole time I was crippin' Now I'm all the way legitimate I been fighting demons I'ma gentleman If I wasn't selling dopes I was pimpin' Whole time I was crippin' Now I'm all the way legitimate I been fighting demons I'ma gentleman I'm buying Real-State, baby ain't no competition They wanna flex, I wanna freedom, bro we way different Hoes down on a blade getting ends She hit for ten thousands and she say she got a friend The more the merrier help bring this shit together A 111th East, I'ma do this shit forever We shot guns, caught fades, made bonds, got paid Me and Coly in the kitchen rocking up yay Flaco pull up in a front give him a ninety K We on the block with MAC-90'S, we ain't scared to spray I know the block really miss when I was gone away Hit tone on a phone, "What you on today?" If I wasn't selling dopes and I was pimpin' You already know the whole time I was crippin' Hit there nigga all the way legitimate I'm from Hundred level street, I'ma millionaire Yeah, shit don't stop 111th East Innerprize Clic If you don't like it, eat a dick And the balls

Don't ask me how I do it, watch how I move I need every thing fast for me, it ain't safe cruising I'm trying to double up on this little money right quick 'Cause when its time to do business, who gonna fund this shit I hop out, they get to talking, "Look how he walking" I went shopping at Niemans but got my shoes from the Slauson Corporate street nigga, that won't change Put me in a museum and write 'LA gangsta, but he was gettin' paid' Watch these niggas before they steal something You ain't got to tell me your business, don't need to know if you kill something I'm too solid boy, Broadway boy If we do business that don't mean you my partner, boy I could said that I'm the realest nigga But all these real ass niggas ain't never had to do real shit So what's real when you think about it, nigga think about it I got my gun I can't leave without it I'm affiliated, with million dollar niggas Ex-cons, poppers and drug dealers I'm affiliated, with niggas that ain't got shit to lose Doing shit to hit the news I can't leave the streets alone, even tho a nigga hot Still parkin' Beamers on the block I can't leave the streets alone, even tho I'm gettin' paper It's the life of a westside banger I'm in my own lane, on a mission, so ain't no compition Don't talk around these hoes, they come around fishin' It's like clockwork, lets flock to the cash house To the stash house then circle right back around Don't need to know if it ain't beneficial, I don't take pictures with pistols 'Cause that the shit they gonna use against you So many people done lost and ain't go to college Everybody got shot or they got prison numbers Everybody got interrogated And I thank God for my niggas that didn't make no statements The g homies just took a dub I know what you thinking, yeah that sound super long but he coming home Keep your chin up and your toes down About to slide up Western 'cause I heard there were some hoes down Can't no bitch nigga bother me I'm getting paid, home boy, you ain't stoppin' me I'm affiliated, with million dollar niggas Ex-cons, poppers and drug dealers I'm affiliated, with niggas that ain't got shit to lose Doing shit to hit the news I can't leave the streets alone, even tho a nigga hot Still parking Beamers on the block I can't leave the streets alone, even tho I'm gettin' paper It's the life of a westside banger

Calm, cool and collective Niggas wanna murder me but I can't let them (Huh uh, no way) Can't be dealing with emotions That's what broke niggas do Me, I'm all about the motion (Ching ching) Yeah, I'm all about the motion With The Clicc on a yacht in the middle of the ocean (We on a boat) Yeah, I'm all about the motion Going, going, going (Gone) Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye It take a whole lot of work for you to get this fly (Clean) Give these niggas columbian neckties Kill 'em all for success evеrybody gotta die (Murder) Dropped last month, hеre I am 'bout to slide again Bend over the world, pull my dick out and slide it in (Ugh) Yeah, 'bout to make the world squirt (Squirt) Was shakin' up the hood, now I'm shakin' up the earth (Earth) Work up the net worth, got a two-man team and a big network Tell Jentry I need a Bentley and another milli' Give 'em two hunnid thousand, we on the road killin' (Murder) I'm from South Central Where these Crip niggas 'round the world got their fundamentals Gunnin' shit up out of rentals (Brra brra) Yeah, I like my head sloppy If you can't do it then back up, stop please Hold up, who you really fuckin' with? Got a billion dollar bitch on my bucket list When people switch up Just know that they ain't really love you, nigga You fuckin' up, comparin' me to other niggas Calm, cool and collective Niggas wanna murder me but I can't let them (Huh uh, no way) Can't be dealing with emotions That's what broke niggas do Me, I'm all about the motion (Ching ching) Yeah, I'm all about the motion With The Clicc on a yacht in the middle of the ocean (We on a boat) Yeah, I'm all about the motion Going, going, going (Gone) Can't deny my existence The shit that I'm doing gon' go down in history (Facts) These muthafuckas mystery I'ma make it happen it don't matter who with me (Fuck all y'all) I'm a mutherfuckin' hustla Y'all linkin' up with niggas that be callin' y'all busters (Custer) Yeah, plot twist nineteen I was broke Now I'm really checkin' M's (Ching ching) Nah nah I'm really checkin' M's Anybody takin' credit then that nigga tellin' fibs Anybody taking credit just ask what he did I sacrificed for this life that I live A hunnid K a month on a bad one I know how it feel for a nigga not to have nothin' I know how it feel when your niggas wishin' bad on you Let 'em come through trippin bitch we gon' blast on 'em (Brra) Calm, cool and collective Niggas wanna murder me but I can't let them (Huh uh, no way) Can't be dealing with emotions That's what broke niggas do Me, I'm all about the motion (Ching ching) Yeah, I'm all about the motion With The Clicc on a yacht in the middle of the ocean (We on a boat) Yeah, I'm all about the motion Going, going, going (Gone)

Yo Thanks Zuko Unlimited stabbings (Emerald) Up close and personal Yo You wanna know what flesh looks like? You ever seen a man's chest get knifed? You ever seen a man drop to the floor, get bored? I love cheffin' up guys You wanna know what I do with the nine? Shoot up close and air out bine You ever took out somebody's eyes? I don't know what's wrong with these fuckin' guys You wanna know what flesh looks like? You ever seen a man's chest get knifed? You ever seen a man drop to the floor, get bored? I love cheffin' up guys You wanna know what I do with the nine? Shoot up close and air out bine You ever took out somebody's eyes? I don't know what's wrong with these fuckin' guys Every time there's a vio I add lence and go over there with skengs You wanna add two pence? I'll put some copper in your head, now you got some sense It's feelin' tense, I ain't gotta strain my arm There's firearms for these events All of my guys use knives as strength And we chinged up flesh just go and ask ***** I can't be pressed over girls I left, that shit ain't right I know in my heart I ain't stressed If I was, I would go there and swing my knife The clip on the AK is moony You're good bro, you ain't goin' out like trife And this ain't a fuckin' movie I'll make sure that I ain't gotta let you die I'm ill, I ain't got no manners I feel like a Top Boy when I got hammers Nine mill' PPK, bro BBK, all my guns ain't jammers I made bangers with bangers and a mash He saw a flash in front of the cameras You're gonna get a speedin' ticket for dashin' I'll lean out the whip and slap him You wanna know what flesh looks like? You ever seen a man's chest get knifed? You ever seen a man drop to the floor, get bored? I love cheffin' up guys You wanna know what I do with the nine? Shoot up close and air out bine You ever took out somebody's eyes? I don't know what's wrong with these fuckin' guys You wanna know what flesh looks like? You ever seen a man's chest get knifed? You ever seen a man drop to the floor, get bored? I love cheffin' up guys You wanna know what I do with the nine? Shoot up close and air out bine You ever took out somebody's eyes? I don't know what's wrong with these fuckin' guys