[22 second instrumental to open]      [DJ Quik]   Cause stuff I seen it was inevitable I'd be a business man   I knew that I would get some assistance whenever I took the stand   Now this is how yo' street works, everybody all hates each other   Until they in each other's face, and then they be cousins brothers   and loved ones, it's all just a race   To see who can grab the most nuts and get back to the house in one payce   You niggaz wanna be on squirrel time, I'm around the world time   Until I gotta come back for court, talk to my kids and they're fine   This is my intro, I'm scratchin Chingy, comin blingy this time   I'm showin off my hands and freestylin, showin you through my mind   This is for Roger Troutman, he helped me when I was so blind   To see that y'all would freak out me at an opportune time   I shoulda seen it comin      [Chorus]   Niggaz tryin to talk me outta this shit   I'm tryin to put this nigga outta this bitch   You fuckin with my chips I gotta resist   I'm tryin to put this nigga outta this bitch   Niggaz tryin to talk me outta this shit   I'm tryin to get this hooker outta this bitch   She fuckin with my chips I gotta resist   I'm tryin to get this hooker outta this bitch      [DJ Quik]   I live in Los Scangelous, California   It's the most beautiful sunset 'til cowards run up on ya   And then it's curtains you hurtin for what yo' mob done been blurtin   When you don't love who you squirtin cause she just might be workin   I ain't sharin a fuckin thing, I'm a rider for certain   Shake the homies with self-esteem problems, give 'em some Jergens   Bitch problems weaken the love for the homey seekin to suffer the homey's tweakin   Do drugs not now homey heat just be lurkin   My best friend's dead, my heart is a stone   My soul ain't even mine to own, they say it's alone   And I feel sorry for any nigga that diss me in song   I'm comin with pencils pistols and Cristals you gone   It's premeditated now nigga      [Chorus]      [Outro]   Man I done seen the nigga go through some shit   Family messin with him, gangbangin, man   Get his drink on, for a long time   Trippin, gettin on motorcycles man, and standin on 'em   Losin and fallin, scandalous-ass baby momma   Lettin homies, so-called homies fuck   Tryin to make my nigga look bad   Then they end up in Atlanta, got hit with some hot ones   That's what they get, keep on pushin Quik