Intro:
There's The Homie Gangster Right There
G-Rabbs Whats Up Homie

What's Up Dog
You Know I Got You Don't Even Trip
I'm Already Be Knowing How The Hood React

You Know Whenever I See
That $#&@ing 7 Eleven Mother$#&@er Homie
You Know I'm A Bust My Mother$#&@ing Steal

Smoke Em
$#&@ That Punk


Verse 1:
I Said I Roll G's
Hardcore Mutha$#&@ers (HPS Drug Dealers)

That Push That Caine
Out Of State In Numbers
The Hood Took Me Under

To A World Of Sin
Beach Cruiser Pistol Packing
Full Time Dead End

All Day Every Day
Ese Banging And Smashing
Ese Unfamiliar Faces

Terrorizing Harassing
Straight Blasting
On All You Punks

96 SS (Impala)
With The Major Bumps
Suped Up

I Swoop Up The Tinys
Stomp Your $$# Out
Still The Pigs Can't Find Me

Shaved Head Gold Chain
And A Sack Of Crack
Homie Stuffed In My Chucks

With A $#&@en Strap
In Front Of M & H
With That Wild Bunch Gang (Maniac R.I.P.)

Mutha$#&@ers Ain't Knowing
It's A Harpys Thing
Like A 87 Elco

Front Euro Clip
Stash Box Twin Glocks
Nardi 20 Inch Rims


Bigg Bandit On Talkbox (Chorus):
You Know I Bust Steal

You Know I Bust Steal
This L.A. G
Will Get You Killed

You Know The Streets Are Real
You Know The Streets Are Real
Nightmares

That You Could Feel

Verse 2:

Parole Agent Got Stupid
So I Shot His $$#
Ese $#&@ Parole

I Discharge On My Own
Ese Back In The Zone
Ese Parolee At Large

Plus They Wanna $#&@en Stick Me
With A Fake $$# Charge
Layed Out

I'll Take Your Neighborhood Out
Ese Enough Artillery
Leave Iraq In A Drought

Move Around Non Stop
Enemies Get Shot
Ese On The $#&@en Block

But Never Slip At The Spot
I'll Rip Your Vest
That's What The West About (West Side Harpys)

Straight Through Your Chest
I Take 3 Of You Out
TLS - CHS
And The TKS
Ese Dukes 28

It's All HPS
Disrespect
And Find Your $$# In The Trunk
Ese High Power Killers
Hooverpark All Drunk

It Was A Blitz Screen
I Shipped Your Head In The Mail
Ese To Your Front Step
Is How We Do That There


Bigg Bandit On Talkbox (Chorus):
You Know I Bust Steal
You Know I Bust Steal
This L.A. G
Will Get You Killed

You Know The Streets Are Real
You Know The Streets Are Real
Nightmares
That You Could Feel

Verse 3:

It's All Me Right Here
And Its Simple And Plain
That 45 Tucked
Will $#&@en Splatter Your Brains
It Get No Better Than This
I'm A Gangster Hoodlum
I'm Your Worst Nightmare

$#&@en Robb Em And Shoot Em
Pump Fear Into The Streets
And Then In You
Act Stupid Mutha$#&@er
But You Its True
You A Scary $$# Lame
Always Ranking Out

You See Them West Side Harpys
And You Calling The Cops
So Talked To My Heat
You Son Of A (*##$
Ese Hollywood Actor
Slash $#&@en Snitch
Your Style Funny

And I'm About This Money
A Bottle Of Henny
Chronic Blunts With Cavy
They Smile In My Face (Chicano Rap Scene)
But When I'm Gone
They Run There Mouth
And Now Its On

So $#&@ A 22 (Lokota)
Ese I Wish You Would
I Got Something For That $$#
And All That Crew

Bigg Bandit On Talkbox (Chorus):
You Know I Bust Steal

You Know I Bust Steal
This L.A. G
Will Get You Killed
You Know The Streets Are Real
You Know The Streets Are Real
Nightmares
That You Could Feel

Bigg Bandit On Talkbox (Outro):
Let Me Tell You People
Let Me Tell You Now
Cold Labels Getting

You Know I Bust Steal
You Know I Bust Steal
This L.A. G
Will Get You Killed
You Know The Streets Are Real
You Know The Streets Are Real
Nightmares