San Gangster Valley

[Intro: Lefty Gunplay & Kiing Khash]
Rest in peace SuckerFree104 (Yeah)
See where the planes flying low
It's Lefty Gunplay (Kiing)
Yeah
Free the solid, free the solid ones
Keep that shit 104, street life (Westside in this motherfucker)

[Verse 1: Kiing Khash & Lefty Gunplay]
I used to hand the work out like a job fair
Embrace all my challenges, doggy, 'cause life is not fair
Couple screws loose, naw, homie, I ain't all there (I ain't all there)
Send you from the coroners right to the pallbearer (Woo)
God put the vision in my life and I'm grateful for it (True)
Smash a lame on sight, so they hate me for it
God got me, ain't no falling off, so keep waiting for it
Put the work in, God gave it, mastered praying for it
Ten toes down like a man, that's before anything
I'm so in my motherfucking zone, I ignore everything
Put me in that chair and in that court, I ain't say anything
Made it through them tribulations, I'll endure anything
Peep the cloth, boy, nah, you ain't cut from this
I ain't never gave the cops nobody's government
Hate it or love it, I'm the one that you ain't fuckin' with (It's Lefty Gunplay)
Too thorough, too solid, ain't no funny shit (Bitch)

[Verse 2: Lefty Gunplay]
I'm coming straight out of Bolen on the news camera
Lefty Gunplay with two hammers
I just got off the phone with OMB Peezy (What?)
Real Bolenero, never keep it Easty
Yeah (Kings Have Arrived)
I'm in the belly of the beast with some heat if you wanna meet me, yeah (We in G-rides)
10K for the meet and greet, I'll be over there, these other rappers can't fucking see me (Oohwee)
Bitch, so what if I'm conceited? I competed with these other rappers and they couldn't fucking beat me (Who me?)
I'm getting top from a stripper bitch, she from BST, I hit that fucking pussy every weekend
Yeah, bitch, calculate these steps, watch the way I roll (What?)
I'm concentrating on the fucking window when I throw (No)
I wonder which way did my follow go?
Bitch, it's the gunman and the reaper attracting hoes (Brrah)
Yeah, face tats, how many, though? (What?)
How many bodies you wanna see go? (One, two, three, four)
Boom-boom-boom, hit him at the liquor store
Goddamn (Yeah), bitches wanna stick me for my paper
Lefty Gunplay, I'm from the trailer, fuck the Frazier
Fuck it up in the whip, I'm like what's up? (What?)
Hopping out that motherfucker with a big gun (Yeah)
I'ma wobble up, yeah, I squabble up
Lefty Gunplay, on the gang, they follow us
Last night, I think I cried about five hundred and forty-two tears (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
Yeah, free my peers
Damn, that's a whole lot of football numbers
Damn, my motherfucking homies won't be fucking here (Free the motherfucking squeeze team)
Yeah, I stood tall in that mirror
Sitting in that cell doing motherfucking years (Free the squeeze team)
Yeah, not a motherfucking thing on my motherfucking birthday, I hate when it come near (Straight up)
Nombre del Padre, del Hijo, del Espíritu Santo
I tell my grandma I'll be back like a rato
Yeah, on the gang (I love you, grandma)
I'm a bad motherfucker with a pocket full of rocks, goddamn (Damn)
Pocket full of Glocks
Every motherfucking shot hit 'em, pop, pop (Yup)
Hit 'em on the block, hit it, won't stop
One of these days, I'ma pop Robot (Uh-oh, yeah)

[Outro: Lefty Gunplay]
YZ, you a bitch too, boy, on the set, you know you wanna be like me
Bitch ass
On the set
Leftovers
You pussy ass
Yeah
Another West Coast classic for you motherfuckers
Yeah, Lefty Gunplay and this another head knocker
Yeah
Every time I go outside, I see a motherfucking helicopter
Based on a true story (Yeah)
And everybody wanna be a dope boy, everybody wanna be a baller
All I ever wanted was a two-story
Everybody wanna be a dope boy, wanna be a baller
Based on a true story (Yeah, blocka-blocka-blocka-blocka)
I'm a product of my environment and my life of crime
Bolen Parque Varrio
SGV, Kings Have Arrived