Oakland Raider - Lil B

I keep the hammer cocked

I strip you and your pops

I keep a real bitch

I’m hungry like

I’m in the hood like

When my niggas died I swear to God I let the candle drop

I was thinking bout life before my mans got popped

The same old story I was broke, the same old story

Young nigga wanted stripes and I wanted glory

How you gon' tell me I was facing forty?

All my niggas catching cases but I wanted trophies

I was staying in the streets like them rollie pollies

Niggas ain’t from the hood, that’s what they told

Bruh I’m connected to them down downs and OG’s

Front seat in my coup make your nose bleed

Bitch keep your mouth shut, I’m the OG

Skinny nigga with the weed and the nose bleed

I’ma chop down these bricks for the OG

Peep this I’m building schools with the dope money

Nigga had it like me I got the ho coming

Bruh tell you like this I’m building schools nigga

I’m building ten schools, nigga fuck with me

Young niggas my age say I’m 35

35 years old bitch I’m finna ride

Bitch I’m finna phone her like I fucking love her

Call me daytime bitch no I hate her

Bitch you know I’m on the block like the Oakland Raiders

Rich nigga in the hood like the Oakland Raiders