[Intro:]  Yeah, gangsta Dresta steps in this muthafucka and this one goes out tah all  the O.G.'s out there and I can't forget about the baby gangstaz, what's up  niggaz, my  nigga they came back with some of that old school original west coast shit  nigga that  got all of y'all in this dig in the first place yeah so run that shit E, yeah  ...    [Verse One:]  Cruisin' down tha street in my '64  Jackin' tha freaks clocking tha dough  Went to tha park tah get the scoop  Knuckleheads out there come shootin' some hoop  A car pulls up who can it be  A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G  He rolled down his window and he started to say  It's all about makin' that GTA    [Chorus:]  'Cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hard  Ya come talkin' that trash we'll pull ya cord  Knowin' nuthin' in life but tah be legit  Don't quote me boy 'cuz I ain't said shit    (Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit  Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit)    [Verse Two:]  Dotomy's in tha place tah give me the pace  He said my man JD is on free-base  Tha boy JD was a friend of mine   'Til I caught him in my car trying tah steal a alpine  I chase him up tha street tah call a truce  Tha silly cluckhead pulls out a deuce deuce  Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge  One sucka dead L.A. Times front page    [Chorus]    (Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang,  Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang)    [Verse Three:]  Bored as fuck and I wanna get ill  So I went to a place where my homeboyz chill  Niggaz out there makin' that dolla'  I pulled up in my '64 Impala  They greet me wit a 40 and I start drinkin'  And from tha 8-ball my breath start stinkin'  Enough tah get my girl tah rock that body  Before I left I hit tha Bacardi  I went to her house tah get her out of the pad  Dumb hoe said something that made me mad  She said something that I couldn't believe  So I grabbed tha stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave  She started talkin' shit what did ya know  Reached back like a pimp slapped tha hoe  Her father jumped up and he started tah shout  So I bombed on pops knocked his old ass out    [Chorus]    (And if a brotha talks shit I give him a,  And if a brotha talks shit I give him a,  And if a brotha talks shit I give him a)    [Verse Four:]  Now I'm rollin' hard now under control  Them wrapped tha '64 around a telephone pole  I looked at my car and I said,"Oh brother!"  Thrown in the gutter and go buy another  Walkin' home and I see tha G-ride  Now Kat is drivin' Kilo on tha side  As they busted a U they got pulled over  A undercovered cop in a dark green Nova  Now Kat got beat for resisting arrest  He socked tha pig in tha head for rippin' his Guess  Now he is caught for doing tha crime  For defense on tha boy he'll do some time    [Chorus]    (I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck,  I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck,  I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck,  I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck)    [Verse Five:]  I went tah get them out but there was no bail  My niggaz caused a riot in tha county jail  Two days later in municiple court  Kilo G on trial straight caught a fought  Instruct him out tha court said the judge  On a six year sentence my man didn't budge  Bailiff came over tah turn him in  Kilo G looked up and gave a grin  He yelled out fire then came Susie  Tha bitch came in wit a submachine uzi  Police shot tha girl but didn't hurt her  Both up state for attempted murder    [Chorus]