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Ice-T, niggaRepresentinStrictly Westside, niggaSouth Central in the muthafuckin hiddouseCheck the technique, niggaRepresentin for my real niggas out thereFuck all you buster-ass niggasWord[ VERSE 1 ]Saturday night in L.A., time to playMy peoples hummin like a vibrator, gotta make crime payI'm packin two gats and I wish I could carry moreMight sound crazy, but I ran out of slugs beforeYeah, I know the feds watch meBut my vest clashes hard with the VersaceSo I'm just rollin in the black five hun'I used to lowride, now it's just for funI had 5 cars, but now I got oneHard to keep up ballin when you're on the runI got two ki's in my trunk and a shovelStepped on the one, so now I gots doubleThe shovel's for drama, need I say more?Got the fat stash spot under my passenger floorThat's for the other strap, the automatic typeI gotta keep it close in case shit gets hypeSongtexteGot a bitch in jail, she didn't snitch, she did threeI'ma have to roll solo till they set her freeCause I got some other crimeys down, true geesBut they got all day, so now it's just meAnd I'ma kick this slang until the day I dieI can't go straight, I won't even tryI'm stuck in the game, so don't ask me whyIt's life in L.A.I lowride and I sag and cussI cover my face with the rag and bustLong Beach and Compton are some down-ass townsBut South Central L.A. is where the shit goes down[ VERSE 2 ]Now niggas like they credit and they like to get they loansonSo I hooked up with my boy who turns them phones onHe told me bout this nigga who won't payHe also said he knew excactly where the muthafucka staySo I went and got some homies I hang withSome crazy muthafuckas who I used to bang withWe took a trip to his cribI snatched his hoe and his kids, and this is what we didI tied they punk ass upI cracked the safe with an axe, and then the phones we cutI didn't hurt his wifeBut I promised next time that I would take her lifeI shot a nigga in his neck for disrespect, caught a bodyGot a murder in Miami for a shoot-out at a partyGot blood in my trunk from a punk who squealedHad a partner tried to play me and his cap I peeledNow I rest with my finger on my heaterHand on my beeper, a light sleeperI lowride and I sag and cussI cover my face with the rag and bustNew York and Philly are some down-ass townsBut South Central L.A. is where my shit goes downI lowride and I sag and cussI cover my face with the rag and bustFrisco and Oakland are some down-ass townsBut South Central L.A. is where my shit goes down[ VERSE 3 ]I use to sling enough water you could float a boatYou could ski on the mountains of fuckin cokeBut now most niggas serve chronicSo I let em check the bank, and then I'm all up on itI serve em with a cute hoeIn a week they tell my bitches 'bout all they doughThen I jack and I killThe jack's for the money, the kill's for thrillsI got 9'000 blacks that still serve crackGot a bitch who works the Plaza too on the trackGot a GTA connection and I fence for jewelsGot some little kids that move my fuckin dope in schoolsGot warrants for arrest in about 20 statesGot a bigger body count than fuckin Norman BatesI'm a killer, jacker, dealer, pimp supremeI'm livin out the hustler dreamI lowride and I sag and cussI cover my face with the rag and bustHouston and Atlanta are some down-ass townsBut South Central L.A. is where that shit goes down[ VERSE 4 ]Tonight I gotta meet this nigga from around the waySome think he's cool, I think he's DEAHe said he want it bad, he heard that I got it goodI bagged up ten ki's of flour and met him in the hoodI met him at my spot, cause I know it's coolPat him down on sight to remove his toolI made him name 10 niggas he should knowBut that still ain't shit in the game of blowHe asked to see the dope, I asked to see the cashHe reached for that briefcase too fastA fuckin pig, yo, he thought he had the chumpI had my nigga in the closet with a bull pumpAnd now there's fuckin shot-up body all on the floorBut that's what the shovel's for...I lowride and I sag and cussI cover my face with the rag and bustNewark and Miami are some down-ass townsBut South Central L.A. is where my shit goes downI lowride and I sag and cussI cover my face with the rag and bustDetroit and Chicago are some down-ass townsBut South Central L.A. is where that shit goes downI lowride and I sag and cussI cover my face with the rag and bustD.C. and Cleveland are some down-ass townsBut South Central L.A. is where the shit goes downI lowride and I sag and cussI cover my face with the rag and bustI know all my niggas live in down-ass townsBut South Central L.A. is where my shit goes down Aus Songtexte Mania