Hittin' corners in a six trey Chevrolet rag top Impala, top dollar   Got my cousin laid back ridin' shotgun   'Cause I got the front and back hydraulic hot one   Juiced up, and I'm itchin' to hit the switches   Crawlin' over train tracks, avoidin' all ditches   Ice skatin' on the 20 inch tires   Jack up the ass, and flex the gold Dayton wires      Now I'm down to take a risk, gettin' geeked up off a compact disc   I went hoppin' up crenshaw, niggas hang loose   Lookin' for my homies to celebrate the gang truce   And they about to throw a cook out   So I'm puttin' down the hump, we sailin' on the look out   For C H P, I was a teenage gee   So I'm readin' a graffiti the walls say, "Peace treaty"      Lookin' at the aftermath of the riot   I can still smell the ashes from all the clashes   But quiet is kept, it wasn't just the blacks   Everybody was lootin', and had each other's backs   We came through in understandin', demandin'   Justice, bust this, we all had our hand in   The cookie jar, took it far enough to make a statement      Daryl Gates, that's where all the hate went we pass by a swap meet   Been shoppin' at for years, but it couldn't stop heat   See ya, wouldn't wanna be your next door neighbor   Less government relief checks, more labor   10 percent blood suckers of the poor took a loss   For exploitation, had to show 'em who was boss   Teach 'em not to be so greedy had to shut 'em down   Bound by a peace treaty, bound by a peace treaty      Hit the park, bailed out the car   And seen blue and red everywhere, look how strong we are   Niggas showin' up from this gang and that gang   Nobody set-trippin', 'cause it's a black thing   People just partyin', sippin' on a cup   Some of the Compton F.O.I. even showed up   Suited and booted, kickin' it with the locs   In unity, soon we'll be lovin' all black folks      I heard Solo, bumpin' in a Blazer   Clownin' on a car phone, blowin' up my pager   Watts-Up is on the set just checkin' out the scenery   Brothers I ain't never met is hittin' me up, I had to swallow my pride   Just kept steppin', hit em up and said, "Right"   Ain't no drama, 'cause I'm mobbin' with Laid-Back   I seen Big Jess, Jay and K-Mac they used to work them narcotics   Like my nigga L-Wood and Renegade from the street products   We used to jack from the rich, and then give to the needy   But now it's a peace treaty      And now the party's acceleratin'   The whole crowd bounce, and sho' nuff' celebratin'   Ain't nobody bustin' shots I bumped into Mike   A K A Mo' Like Watts and O.G., 'cause he's older   Lovin' every minute of it, with the camcorder on his shoulder   So he could capture the moment, and reminisce   I'm a always remember this      Because my niggas made the history books   And now the mystery looks a lot clearer   The man in the mirror got power it's now or never   More than ever black people have to stick together   But yo, let's hear it for the Bloods and the Crips   I got to admit it y'all brothers did it I just hope it don't cease   For the sake of all the homies that's restin' in peace