1993

Intro:

Turn off the lights, hit the lights, nigga!

Chorus: OG Big Wy:

We used to let the windows down, and blow
And it wasn't no discussion, what's with all the discussion?
Roll the windows down, and blow
It wasn't no discussion, what's with all the discussion?
We used to let the windows down, and blow
And it wasn't no discussion, what's with all the discussion?
Hit the lights, roll the windows down, and blow
It wasn't no discussion, what's with all the discussion?

Verse 1: OG Big Wy:

Cloth different, walk different, talk different
New day all rules, nigga, y'all different
What's understood don't need to be explained
But proper order in conduct will be maintained
No conversation with law enforcement and no sort
Only word you say is lawyer, let him figure it out in court
Before you jumped off the porch, you paid attention closely
Express aggression openly with any nigga provokin'
Drive-bys with deadly Wilton's prefer to hop out
The left was just the set-up, the right was still the knock-out
We was 3 deep in enemy hood with the K's out
Ran spray paint whackin' they hood and homies out
Hit a couple corners, bee if them niggas hangin' out
Show 'em what that Crenshaw Mafia Denver Lane about
And if you got caught slippin', nigga, you was a trophy
Now these niggas dissin' in comments with emojis

Chorus

Verse 2: OYG redruM781:

Pop's ship he left it open now we, stood in the doorway
No way for mama to stop us, off the porch we went to go play
Saw times changin', people ride along wif' it
The Blood then got tainted and now the fingers are twisted went from, orphans to misfits
Remixed the formula in, order to get rich
Set hop and switch clicks, bitch shit
Manifested snitchin' got aggressive, cross-dressing not oppressive and the Woop
Not acceptive, the game buyer selective
Play might get ejected team spirit and team player different
You better 'Ruspect it, left holes in the set
When the hood was arrested allowed news was cool fools to come in order to test us so the, use change on the mood range
Just to hit along, listen, I'm just pointin' out a few thangs, poison memories
Causin' me a few pains, used to lace 'em now they hang 'em with the same shoestrings, Piru!

Chorus