Home to the most notorious street gangs in America. The Bloods and the Crips. Starting out as schoolyard bullies, the two gangs spread like a fire…

I got to move like a g do
I got to move like a g do
Js on his feet he was dead up under that white sheet
A little voice said, “that could be you”

I got to move like a g do
So I move like a g do
Js on his feet he was dead up under that white sheet
A little voice said, “that could be you”

Caught up in the wrong place
Niggas took off your whole face, pow
Damn and it’s over a bitch dm’ing news to the next nigga
Fuck, now you just a cold case
[?] ass bitches out their own country
Swear to God, I would hate the whole race
Set you up niggas 6 feet deep for thinking shit sweet like sugar coated cornflakes
Eat a nigga for breakfast
Fuck with me, even a bitch, and meet a death wish
Sheeeit, gun charge in your front yard
Me and my COB niggas deep as a guest list
Yeah you guessed it
If I’m dead in my fucking grave
You think it’s over?
None of my niggas behave
(Pow, pow)
Hit a nigga with a chopper
I’m from a motherfucking city where my OGs done shot it out with the coppers
America’s most wanted with masks on
Buses in March they getting smashed on
It don’t even mater if you gangbang
Better protect yourself this that song

I got to move like a g do
I got to move like a g do
Js on his feet he was dead up under that white sheet
A little voice said, “that could be you”

I got to move like a g do
So I move like a g do
Js on his feet he was dead up under that white sheet
A little voice said, “that could be you”